Frankie wanted to remind him, “She cheated on you.”
But he knew he would be screwed if he told his boss that, so he remained silent. He just hoped that fact wouldn’t cback to bite them both.
Yates heard their conversation. He said to Carlos, “Put your work up for now. Enjoy the show. That’s why I asked you along.” Yates had a loud and husky voice. Carlos heard him clearly.
“You know better than anyone else why I’m here.” Carlos kept his head lowered. He signed his nat the bottom of a file and moved on to the next one.
Yates sneered. He knew Carlos thought he was bullied into coming here.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“You used to be made of sterner stuff,” Yates said.
Carlos kept silent as if he heard nothing.
The concert was over at 10:30 p.m. Carlos had ducked out, using the VIP passage during intermission. He was still ambushed by a hundred reporters. They spotted him as soon as he left, and swarmed around him
Like flies on dung. The night was Lit up by dozens of flashbulbs.
Sof the reporters had run stories on Carlos and Debbie three years ago and grown fat from the proceeds. Now, they wrote stories about how
Carlos and Debbie were seen together.
The fact that Carlos had shown up at Debbie’s concert was enough to keep people interested and talking about it for at least a week.
As usual, the papers carried more fiction than fact, writing that
Carlos and Debbie still loved each other, Debbie would becMrs.
Hilton again, and they were getting hitched again.
The reporters could only post articles about the couple online. None of them were bold enough to actually interview Carlos. They were Like jackals, feeding on the carrion of old rumors, too weak to move on to fresh prey.
However, they were not afraid of Debbie.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs soon as the concert ended, they besieged her. She was the Logical choice.
Carlos was too menacing, Wesley was unapproachable, Yates was too cruel, Curtis had left. Debbie was all they had.
And these reporters were vicious. They surrounded Debbie and were fixated on things that happened three years ago. They simply didn’t care if they were rubbing salt in the wound.
“Debbie, didn’t you leave Alorith?”
“Bitch! You cheated on Carlos. Get the fuck out
They cursed and insulted her ruthlessly. Not only that, but also speople started throwing raw eggs at her.
All of a sudden, eggs flew at Debbie in all directions and smashed all around her. Sof them actually hit her, bruising her skin, ruining her dress, hair, and makeup.
“Ah!” she screamed, her arms up trying to shield herself from the white missiles.