Chapter 741
Burning Passion: Love Never Die
But Carlos stopped her.
âDonât avoid him. He did nothing wrong.â
Seeing that Debbie wanted to leave, Curtis smiled with resignation.
âDebbie, itâs just a dinner. Come on.â
Debbie took a deep breath, but her mind was made up.
âIâm not hungry anymore,â she said stubbornly to her husband, refusing to look at or talk to Curtis.
Carlos turned around and explained to her, âThis is Colleenâs restaurant. And itâs expensive, to boot.
Letâs just eat and let Curtis pay the bill? We can rip him off. Itâll be fun.â
âSince when do you care about money?â Debbie retorted curtly. The VIP card for the fifth floor of Alioth
Building cost a million each. Carlos had given Debbie and each of her closest friends a card like that
without blinking. Of course, right now, he wasnât complaining about the cost. He was trying to pull a
prank.
With a smile, he coaxed, âHey, I get it. But youâre hungry, right?
Since weâre already here, letâs get something to eat.â
Debbie knew Carlos wouldnât let her leave, so she reluctantly followed the two men inside. Nothing
would be gained by continuing to resist, so she decided maybe she was hungry, after all
Curtis led them into a booth. Before they walked in, a waiter had already carried a pot of soup stock
inside the booth, and put it on the stove to heat it. A faint delicious smell filled the air when the three
stepped inside.
They took their seats. Debbie sat next to Carlos, and Curtis was on his other side.
Soon, the waiter brought in several ingredients so they could finish making the hot pot. There was
thinly sliced Lamb and goat, beef, egg noodles, bok choy, crown daisy and winter melon, spinach,
lettuce, carrots, taro, daikon, and watercress. Not to mention various condiments like soy sauce, garlic,
white pepper and XO sauce. The ingredients here were much more exquisite than those she had eaten
at other hot pot restaurants sheâd tried. This place looked like it catered to an upscale clientele. Which
was appropriate since she was here with Carlos.
Assuming Curtis and Carlos were going to eat with her, she didnât stop the waiters from bringing in dish
after dish. There was enough for a sumptuous feast.
When the stock started boiling, Curtis picked up some ingredients and threw them in. Debbie didnât see
everything he used, but there was definitely some goat and daikon. When the food was ready, Carlos
fished it out of the pot with his chopsticks, putting it on Debbieâs plate
She ate without complaint and Life was good. At least for now.
When there was a Lull, she looked around at the two men she ate with and noticed they hadnât touched
their chopsticks.
âWhy arenât you two eating?â she asked Carlos.
Glancing at the greasy beef rolls he had between his chopsticks, he shook his head and replied, âI
already ate.â
âMe too. I ate when Carlos did said Curtis.
Tonight, they had gone to the same dinner and left at the same time
Afterwards, Carlos had gone back to the manor, and Curtis had come to this restaurant.
âSo theyâre just here to keep me company while I eat?â Debbie suddenly felt embarrassed.
Although she didnât want to talk to Curtis, she couldnât let two men spend their evening making sure
she ate well. She wasnât that delicate.