Frankie opened the door to Carlos' office for Tristan. Tristan entered the office after having been away for three years.
At the entrance of the company building
James got into a silver Mercedes-Benz, pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "How's it going?" he asked urgently.
"The kid lives in Carlos' manor. He personally takes her to school and picks her up every day. There are three or more bodyguards that protect her."
James' face twitched in anger, and he looked like a poisonous snake ready to strike. "You will bring the kid to me when Carlos is not around."
"Yes."
"Find an opportunity to get rid of Debbie Nian!" James said through gritted teeth. Debbie and Carlos had become a big thorn in his side.
He wouldn't dare act rashly and blindly when dealing with Carlos. However, if the opportunity presented itself, he would eliminate Debbie without mercy in the blink of an eye.
"Yes!"
Inside the manor
Debbie got changed and was about to leave when Carlos came back.
Although he had an expressionless face, when he gazed at her, there was tenderness in his eyes. "Where are you going?" he asked.
Debbie was chatting with Ruby on the phone, so she didn't notice the affection in his eyes. "To meet Ruby. I didn't go to work this morning, and a load of work is waiting for me," she answered absentmindedly.
The next moment, she found herself embraced in his warm arms. His scent was intoxicating, and his presence gave her a sense of security. She stopped texting on her phone and raised her head to look at him. Then she noticed that he was somewhat different than usual. "Carlos, what's up with you?"
Carlos smiled and raised an eyebrow. "I'm taking you to divorce Ivan."
Debbie rolled her eyes at him and thought to herself, 'I won't tell you that my marriage to Ivan is fake unless it's necessary.' She wriggled out of his arms and continued texting on her phone while saying, "Ivan and I have a happy life together. Why should I divorce him?"
Carlos pressed her against the wall and questioned, "Ivan and you have a happy life?"
Debbie looked away, unable to maintain eye contact with him. "Yes. So you better not sleep with me again. If the others were to find out, I'd be the talk of the town." She then raised her head and looked him in the eye.
Carlos leaned toward her. With one hand in his pocket, he put the other on the wall above her head. Pinning her against the wall, he asked in an icy tone, "What have you done? Did he make love to you?"
He remembered that time when he called her the day before her wedding, Ivan answered her phone and told him that she was too tired to answer it.
With a wicked smile, Debbie answered, "We're a couple. Of course, we've done things that couples should do. So..." She stopped in mid-sentence, and cast a challenging glance at him.
Carlos took his hand out of his pocket and put it behind her head, pulling her face closer to his. He gazed menacingly into her eyes, and if looks could kill, she would be dead right now. "Debbie Nian! Stephanie and I have done nothing. Why did you let Ivan fuck you?"
Debbie wasn't afraid of him at all. She smiled and calmly said, "Mr. Huo, Ivan and I are a couple. Is it wrong for a couple to make love? Besides, I've seen you and Stephanie kiss before, and I didn't say anything."
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