When Carlos heard those words from her, he would be willing to give his own life to Debbie, let alone his real estate.
His immediate reply had somehow made her feel guilty. "Maybe we should wait. I'm not in a hurry."
Carlos nodded and placed some food in her bowl. "Let's have dinner first. Honey, try some of this."
That night, after Debbie had fallen asleep. Carlos called Dixon. The head of secretaries brought a stack of files with him when he came to Carlos' manor, along with some lawyers.
When Miranda came downstairs to drink some water, she saw Xavier. He was just about to leave. "Xavier," she called out in confusion.
"Oh, good evening, Miranda," Xavier greeted her respectfully.
"Why are you here at this late hour? Is something wrong?" Miranda queried.
Xavier shook his head, smiling. "It's nothing to worry about. Carlos is just spoiling his wife."
Miranda was even more perplexed.
Xavier knew that Miranda wouldn't be able to sleep wondering what was going on, so he cleared his throat and explained in a low voice, "You told Debbie to teach Carlos a lesson, right? Well, she's taken action. But Carlos has figured out what she's doing. Even so, he's still willing to give her whatever she wants without any objections."
"Oh, I see. Is she making big moves?" Miranda asked.
Xavier contemplated for a moment and replied, "Not really." However, Xavier didn't tell her that her son just transferred the titles to all his assets to Debbie.
"Okay. Let her," mumbled Miranda. Feeling relieved, she went up the stairs holding a glass of water.
Xavier was surprised by her reaction. He had thought that Miranda would complain about Debbie. He smiled as he watched her climb the stairs, and said, "Debbie Nian is a very lucky woman. She married a man who loves her dearly and spoils her, and has you as her mother-in-law."
Miranda heard what he had said, but didn't turn around. She glanced at a painting on the wall and remembered when Carlos had bought that painting at an auction for six million dollars, just to make Debbie happy. While gazing at the painting, Miranda said, "Debbie has had a rough life. Her own family was torn apart when she was only a little girl. She married Carlos when she was very young. Then he had the accident. She fought tooth and nail against James and went through a lot for Carlos. She also gave Carlos children. Why shouldn't we be kind to her?"
Xavier stood for a moment deep in thought. Then he nodded and replied, "She did struggle. When Evelyn was born, she had to do everything on her own as a single mom. Those were truly tough times for her." He felt compassion for Debbie.
Miranda turned to look at him. "In the following days, if Debbie wants to keep something from Carlos, please help her hide it."
'Keep something from Carlos? That doesn't sound right. Miranda seems to know something, ' Xavier thought, and he had a bad feeling about it.
He started to regret having not kept his distance from Debbie and Piggy in the first place.
When Debbie was eight and a half months pregnant, she found a blonde hair in the passenger seat of Carlos' car. Debbie's hair was black, so it couldn't have been hers.
She could also smell perfume in the car.
She had never worn perfume ever since she fell pregnant because it made her ill.
That was the cause of the following incident.
Carlos had an appointment with the general manager of a company. It was arranged at a place where he had never been before.
When he got there, the general manager, Reeve Quan, received him in person. "Mr. Huo, this place is new and has been open for only a few days. It's said to be very entertaining, and it's hard to make a reservation here," he bragged conspiratorially.
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