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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 362
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It took Olga a while to realize what she meant.

“You bitch! You’re going to pay for that!” she snarled.

Looking at Debbie indifferently, Portia chimed in, “Messing with

Carlos’ woman is the last dumb thing you’d ever do.”

‘Carlos’ woman? What of it? Huh! I’m Carlos’ wife. Did I make a big deal about it?’ Debbie sneered inwardly.

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Debbie’s and Olga’s eyes met. Debbie provoked her further.

“I would say the seven if Carlos stood in front of me. Since you can’t stop claiming that you are Carlos’ woman, why don’t you call him and ask him to cand throwout of town?”

‘Damn you, Carlos! You flirted with another woman and now I’m dealing with your trouble. You’ll meet my anger when you cback, ‘ she swore to herself.

Debbie’s arrogance completely enraged Olga, but someone made things worse for the latter by shouting, “Yes, Olga. Call Carlos and ask him to help you. Make this ignorant bitch disappear from Alorith!”

‘Call Carlos?’ Olga was frightened. She and Carlos hadn’t talked for a long time.

As if remembering something, Debbie acted surprised and asked Olga, “So you claim to be Carlos’ woman and Carlos even said he had a girlfriend to the press. Are you the girl he carried out of the hotel?”

Jared knew the truth, and buried his face in his cuff to avoid bursting out in Laughter. ‘Way to go, Tomboy! She’s a lot different now. Much more confident, she takes pot shots and ducks for cover.‘

Embarrassed, Olga bit her Lower lip. She had no clue who that woman was. She really couldn’t answer either way. When the news broke, she had looked into it. But Carlos was security-conscious, so no information was available on that mystery woman

She had heard from Emmett that Carlos was married, so she wondered if that woman was the mysterious Mrs. Hilton.

Determined to avoid the question, Olga growled brashly, “Listen to you

Prying into Carlos’ personal affairs!”

Seated on the sofa, Jared cut in, iga, I’m just curious. Was that you? Carlos said that the woman in his arms was his woman and that’s who you say you are. Did any of you hear Carlos say this to anyone?”

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Jared looked at the other girls with her. They looked at each other.

Gradually it dawned on them. It turned out none of them had ever heard

Carlos refer to Olga as his woman. It was only Olga who talked about her life with Carlos. No one else was circulating those rumors.

Debbie gave Jared an knowing look, as if to say, “Nice, dude!” Then she shifted her eyes to Olga and continued, “Using Carlos’ nto bully others. Does he know about this?”

“You!” Anger overtook Olga. She raised her hand to slap Debbie.

Debbie dodged, shifting position and using her arms as stability. But when Debbie’s hand flew out, it stopped. Her tea didn’t. Black Liquid sloshed out of Debbie’s cup and drenched Olga’s face.

The tea wasn’t hot. It just stained the victim’s face-and her cream dress. Even DeeDee’s black dress got hit.

Since it had already gotten ugly between her and Olga, Debbie decided she was done giving a shit. And she was done with this insufferable woman. She kicked Olga in the leg. Debbie’s victim screamed and went to one knee.