Chapter 693

Although David didn’t recognize Carlos, he was intimidated by his menacing aura. He told Debbie in

fluent Chinese, “Miss, this man is pretty scary. I think I should jet. Hit me up later?”

Debbie rolled her eyes and snapped, “I’m not scared. You’re a man! Act like it!”

Carlos was fuming mad as he thought they were flirting. That wasn’t acceptable. That was his wife

David was talking to.

He came up to them, grabbed David by his collar and punched him in the face. His head Lolled.

“Aaaargh!” David yelled at the top of his lungs.

“Help me! Help-”

Debbie immediately grabbed Carlos‘ arm to stop him.

“Why are you hitting him? Let him go!”

The manager was frightened. He rushed over to David and said, “Don’t struggle, David. Let Carlos beat

you. I’ll pay you double your hourly rate…”

Everyone in the booth was struck speechless.

Carlos cast a sidelong glance at the woman holding his arm, and then let go of David.

He shook off Debbie’s hands, pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

“Noel, it’s me, Carlos. You may have to inspect The No. 1 Nightclub. I suspect they are engaging in

organized prostitution.”

The manager was shocked to hear his words. ‘Dammit! We’re so screwed!’ he thought. Putting on a

pitiful look, he pleaded, “Carlos, David was wrong. Please don’t be mad at him.”

Carlos gave him a cold glare and said, “Get out.”

The manager didn’t dare disobey his orders. He shut his mouth and quickly left the private booth with

David.

Only Debbie, Kasie, Carlos and his friends were left behind in the booth.

Curtis was aware that Carlos was about to teach Debbie a good lesson.

To protect her, he pulled Debbie to his side and stood between her and

Carlos.

“Carlos, why not let Debbie stay with Colleen for a couple of days? Her visa has been issued already,

right? How about we drive her to the airport then?” Curtis offered.

Debbie was amused by the current scenario in the booth. She was now standing behind Curtis.

Everyone else, except Carlos, stood behind her

Damon’s date was long gone. There were nine people in the booth. And

Carlos was confronting eight of them. But strength wasn’t always the solution for victory.

Carlos straightened his suit and looked at Debbie, who was standing behind Curtis.