True Love Waits novel Chapter 454

'A Certificate of Title? Why did Carlos give me this?' Debbie pondered.

She opened the certificate. It said she was the owner of some property on the seventh floor of Building 2 of Champs Bay Apartments. That was where she lived. So it meant that she owned her apartment now.

When did Carlos buy it? Why didn't he say anything? Didn't she have to be there when the title to the apartment was transferred to her?

But no one had said a thing to her. Carlos had done it so quietly. He was as crafty as he was powerful.

But why did he buy the apartment for her? What did it mean?

She had to know, it was really eating her. So she called him up and asked, "Why did you buy my apartment, old man?"

Carlos smiled and donned his wireless Bluetooth earbuds. "I bought an apartment for my daughter's mom. When my daughter grows up, she'll have a place to stay if she visits her mom. That's all."

"I don't need—"

"It's not for you. It's for my kid," Carlos interrupted firmly.

"But I can afford an apartment now," Debbie insisted.

"You? I said it's not for you. Think how much you'll save on rent. Buy yourself some food or clothes. But you don't have enough to support my daughter. Leave that to me." Carlos knew how much money she had, because the card she was using was issued by a bank owned by ZL Group.

"Huh? Don't be such a snob. I have several million. That's more than enough. Even people who have only tens of thousands can support a kid. Why can't I?" Debbie retorted defensively.

"Do you have the funds to buy your current apartment?"

"Um... no. But there're plenty of high-end buildings. I'll find another one."

Carlos felt resigned. "I'm only going to say this once. The apartment is for my daughter, not for you. You can't say no. Good night."

"Hey. Don't hang up on me. I'm not done yet. Hey Carlos!"

But he had already hung up. She was still irritated. She hung up and threw the phone on the couch.

Debbie looked around the apartment. It must have cost Carlos tens of millions. And he had spent that without even blinking.

In the CEO's office at ZL Group

Frankie pushed open the door to Carlos' office and reported, "Sir, Mrs. Miranda Huo is here."

'Aunt Miranda?' Carlos was surprised. "Let her in," he said with a nod.

Wasting no time, Miranda walked in, wearing a purple suit. "Carlos, tell me about... Evelyn," she demanded as soon as she saw Carlos.

Raising his brows, Carlos stared at Miranda as he rose from his chair. "You two get on well. She didn't tell you?"

Miranda was stumped. Debbie had never mentioned she had a child. "Who's the father?" she urged after a deep breath.

Just then, Frankie came in with two cups of steaming, aromatic coffee. Carlos took the tray from him, put the cups on the table, and said to her, "Please. Take a seat."