Chapter 743

“Tell me, Curtis ever hurt you?”

Debbie shook her head.

“Old man, you’ve come down on me for talking during a meal…”

Obviously, that wasn’t something she wanted to talk about.

Carlos sat in stunned silence for a moment. ‘I guess I can drop it, but did she have to use my own

words against me?

After a while, Curtis was back. He carried a tray with a durian pizza on it. It smelt so good even the

thick smell of the hot pot couldn’t disguise it. It made Debbie’s mouth water and her stomach growl.

She stared at the pizza eagerly, but since Curtis was carrying it, it was embarrassing for her to tell him

she wanted a piece now.

The two men exchanged a look and smiled at each other when they saw the eager look in her eyes.

Curtis put the pizza down on the table and sliced it evenly. Then he took a piece out of the pie, put it on

a plate, and handed it to Carlos.

Carlos set it in front of her and said, “Go ahead. Curtis made it himself.”

Debbie was surprised. ‘Curtis can make pizza?’

She wasn’t sure whether she should eat it at first. She was still mad, after all. Nonetheless, after a

moment’s hesitation, she picked up the pizza slice and took a bite.

It tasted divine.

Then there was nothing left on her mind but the enticing taste of durian. She wolfed the entire piece in

moments. Curtis offered her a second slice. Then he took a small box from the next table and handed it

to her.

“You’re going to England the day after tomorrow, right? I bought an apartment for you there. It’s close to

your university.

And…” He dangled the keys in front of her.

“Please. It’s my way of making it up to you.”

She was absolutely shocked. This was the last thing she expected. ‘An apartment in England? Near my

university?

That must have cost a fortune. Mind blown.’ She looked at Carlos and asked, “So why is he paying for

all this?”

Carlos didn’t know how to respond. It was not like he was poor. He could probably support a dozen

Debbies if it came to that.

“Why did you allow him to buy me an apartment? Aren’t you always jealous? Why didn’t you stop him?”

Both Carlos and Curtis were dumbstruck. This wasn’t the reaction they were expecting.

Instead of taking the keys, Debbie gulped down another slice of pizza angrily. Carlos comforted her,

“He’s your uncle, he’s family. Besides,

I don’t want you to sleep in the dorm. If you take the keys, we can live there together.”

“He’s not my uncle. I didn’t say it, you did. So he’s your uncle, not mine.” Debbie rolled her eyes at

Carlos.

“Well, my uncle is also yours,” he retorted.