Chapter 724

She looked around to see her husband’s crazy fans holding a giant luminous board with letters “Carlos

Hilton” printed on it.

It was the first time that Debbie had been in a situation Like this.

She didn’t know how to respond; all she could do was smile.

She desperately wanted to leave, but Carlos’ fans gathered around her and even broke through the

cordon. The guards were unable to stop them as the human wave surged around them.

Debbie was instantly caught in the middle of the crowd. People took out their phones and cameras to

take pictures, or set up selfies with her.

Unable to resist their enthusiasm, Debbie took a girl’s pen and notebook, and signed her name on it in

a serious manner.

This was the first time she’d ever signed an autograph.

The girl was one of Carlos’ fans, so Debbie signed his name as well, right next to hers. She also drew a

heart between their names.

Looking at her work, she flashed a broad smile and handed the pen and notebook back to the girl.

“Done. I hope it’s okay. My writing’s a mess.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Hilton. Er, can I call you ‘Debbie?” You’re so down to earth. Thanks for the

autograph!”

Before Debbie could answer, more pens and notebooks were put in front of her for her to sign. She

wondered if she would get cramp in her hand before she finished.

Actually, Debbie felt a lot more comfortable and happier with these young girls. Compared to those fake

women at the expo, these girls were cheerful and real. Coming from a noble family didn’t guarantee

that a person had a noble personality. In fact, it was often the opposite.

Suddenly, a Light bulb went off in Debbie’s head. With a cunning smile, she told Carlos’ fans, “Well, my

husband Looks cold and uncaring, but he’s actually a nice guy. If you ask him for autographs, I’m sure

he’ll do it.”

“Really? If he says no, can you help us out, Mrs. Hilton?”

“No problem. But he’s busy right now. Not sure when he’ll be done,” said Debbie.

In stunned disbelief, the security guards looked at Debbie, who was busy chatting with the girls. She

was so nice and unpretentious. She sounded Like she was happy to be there, and they got the sense

that it wasn’t an act. They’d never been assigned to guard a celebrity who was so amiable and easy to

approach.

And she was not just some actress or pop star, but Carlos’ wife.

At the expo, a security guard sprinted into the main hall and found

Carlos, who was discussing business with a few guests.

“Carlos, your wife’s being mobbed by fans…”

Carlos set his glass on a nearby table.

“Thanks. I’ll check it out.” He then turned to Tristan.

“Take your men and find two popular stars. Make it obvious they’re around. Then split them up. That

should keep the fans busy chasing them rather than my wife.“

“Yes, Carlos.”