Chapter 139 Warm Breath on Her Face
Deborah sat on the side and heard Joseph’s call.
She was stunned for a bit. “Aren’t you an orphan? Didn’t we meet at the orphanage? How come you have a brother?”
Morton sent Joseph a news link and was about to say something.
He then heard Deborah’s voice. Morton quickly stopped talking and fell into silence.
Joseph already instructed that no one should mention his family in front of Deborah.
He lied to Deborah from the start that they were both orphans.
Growing up in an orphanage with no parents or relatives.
Morton didn’t expect Deborah to be listening. He stayed silent for a bit and then said in a hurry. “Mr. Black, I… I’ll be
off now.”
Then he nervously hung on the phone.
As if that wasn’t enough, Joseph’s phone rang again.
This time it said “Gerald Black.” Joseph answered. And the voice of a strict father rang out.
“How much longer are you planning to keep this up with Robert? Now that you’re back in Richmond, come have
dinner with the family at Mullen Manor tonight. We’ll talk things out.”
Joseph felt like his head was about to explode.
“I’ll wait for you at home tonight,” The person over the phone said this and hung up.
Deborah glared at him furiously.
Joseph panicked and tried to explain. “Debby, I can explain…”
“Liar,” said Deborah in a toneless voice, looking at him coldly.
Dr. Garza tried to ease the tension. “Um, Joseph, how about we come clean with her?”
Deborah gave him an “I’ll hear what you have to say” look. “You have three minutes.”
Joseph wasted no time. “Here’s the thing. Three years ago, you went through plenty of unpleasant experiences. You weren’t thinking straight, almost ended up in a car accident, and you lost your memories. I feared you’d try to kill yourself again if you got your memories back, so I lied about…”
“You lied about where you came from,” Deborah interrupted him, “saying that you and I were both orphans, we met in the orphanage, and we liked each other.
“Then we grew up to be together as if it was meant to be. The engagement ring on my finger was from you, and we’d – live a happy life.”
Dr. Garza concurred. “Something like that, yeah.”
Deborah snorted. “Three years, Joseph. You really thought this through and through, didn’t you? Dr. Garza, pull over at the hotel up front!”
Joseph really panicked. “It’s all my fault, Debby. I apologize. I was the one that lied to you, for whatever it’s worth.
“You were right, and I was shifting the blame however I explained myself. But you’ve got no memories of Richmond. And I worry about leaving you by yourself.”
Deborah put her foot down and looked out at the hotel nearby. “Dr. Garza, pull over!”
Dr. Garza didn’t give her an inch and hit the brakes as soon as they reached the hotel.
Joseph tried to grab Deborah’s arm. But Deborah pushed him and opened the door on her side.
Joseph was afraid that he might hurt her and backed away from her push.
As Deborah put on her mask and got out, Joseph tried to open his side of the door. But Dr. Garza quickly locked them.
Joseph almost jumped. “What the hell are you doing, Lucien? Open the door right now; Debby’s not safe on her own!”
Dr. Garza looked into the rearview mirror, speechless. “Enough with the ‘Debby’ already,” he reminded Joseph. “Think about me, would you? Deborah already knew about your family. I told her on the phone yesterday.”
Joseph was stunned and looked to the front.
A moment of silence. Then he started pushing the door again. “I don’t believe it. Open the door. I need to explain it to
her.”
Dr. Garza sighed. “Joseph, do you remember what you used to be like? Where’s your calm and self-restraint? Did you use to go around and ‘Debby’ all the time?
“Deborah is not your oxygen tank; you don’t need to keep her around or talk about her all the time. I’ve had just about enough of you two.”
Joseph became so furious his face warped. “Open the door right now! Debby’s already at the gate. I won’t be able to
find her soon!”
Dr. Garza sighed and explained. “Soon as Deborah learned about Ashton, she figured there must be much more she didn’t know. She asked me last night on the phone, and I told her everything.
“Deborah left alone because she wants you to return tonight to the Black family and the Black Group. If you want to be with her, to stand against Ashton Mullen, then take over the Black Group once more. It’s the best way.”
Joseph finally calmed down a bit and asked in doubt. “Seriously?”
Dr. Garza got so angry he went all out. “Either that, or she was mad that you lied to her, so she left and dumped you, okay?”
Joseph was still not at ease. “You’d better not lie to me. And will she be safe staying in this hotel on her own?”
Dr. Garza snorted. “I own the hotel. Ashton’s men cannot sneak in. Plus, it’s not part of your business, and the media
got nothing on it. She’ll be safe here.”
Joseph finally believed him… barely. “So be it. Take me to my house. I’ll head for Mullen Manor tonight.”
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