Chapter 691

“Okay, got it.” Carlos disconnected the call and put his phone back in his pocket. He Looked at the

group.

“You guys have fun.”

Then he strode towards the door in a hurry.

Everyone looked at one another in stunned disbelief.

Curtis stood up from the couch and said, “I’d better go along, keep him out of trouble.” He was afraid

that Carlos might lose his head and hurt

Debbie. He knew Carlos quite well, and knew that when it came to

Debbie, he did lose his head quite often. Carlos was insanely jealous, and wouldn’t abide a man so

much as casting a lustful glance in her direction. Having a pretty wife was both a blessing and a curse

for him.

Colleen, of course, stuck by her boyfriend. This was fun to Damon. He was a pleasure-seeker and

decided to come with them.

Wesley was not interested in this kind of thing, and all he wanted to do was just go back home. But

when he turned to Blair and saw her excited expression, he sighed inwardly and followed after his

buddies

He guessed she wanted to see blood. In the end, all of them walked towards the nightclub across the

street.

Of course, Debbie had a plan. She called Kasie after phoning the police with a tip-off, and they decided

to meet at The No. 1 Nightclub.

Carlos once promised her that he would always have her back. But he broke that promise and hurt her,

so she decided to get back at him.

She had deliberately chosen the tight black dress that Carlos loved so much, and put on thick make-up.

Every man’s eyes were glued to her as they admired her pretty face and hot body.

After entering the largest private booth, Debbie threw a bank card on the table and told the manager

indifferently, “Call some handsome guys over.”

Kasie grabbed her hand and whispered in her ear, “I thought you were just kidding, Tomboy. Sure you

want to do this? Your hubby’s across the street.”

“One hundred percent sure,” Debbie nodded. She turned to the manager and said, “I just saw some

guys with blond hair and light blue eyes walk in. I like them.”

She had warned Carlos before about this-if he hurt her, she would leave him and play with other men.

She kept her word.

The manager recognized the card on the table-it was the Diamond Black

Card issued by the bank under the Hilton Group. Only three of those cards had been made. That

meant she was super important, and needed to be treated with the utmost respect. Whatever she

asked for, he had to provide it. Not only that, but that card provided a near-limitless Line of credit. She

could rack up the biggest bill ever seen in that nightclub and she’d still be good for it. He bowed

respectfully and said, “No problem. They’ll be here before you know it.”

After leaving the booth, he told his men over the intercom, “Outfit

Room 206 with the best snacks, a fruit plate with imported fruits and a bottle of vintage wine…”

Within three minutes, the manager came back to the booth, followed by several tall, handsome men

with blond hair and light blue eyes.

Debbie looked at those men, eyes wide open. She just wanted to make

Carlos jealous. It had seemed like a good idea. But now that they were right there, she got cold feet.

“Ladies, these are the guys who our guests have enjoyed the most. Like what you see? I’m sure any of

them will…er…measure up,” the manager offered.