Take My Breath Away

Chapter 339: I'm Currently Single

Since Debbie was a celebrity in Z Country, she had been wearing sunglasses and a bucket hat all the while.         

    

At the night market, Carlos had heard many people gossip among themselves, wondering whether the woman beside him was Debbie Nian.     

But at that moment inside the car, she was not wearing her sunglasses. She wasn't wearing any make-up either. Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes long and beautiful.     

She had a delicate nose and plump red lips.     

He felt like he was being bewitched as he slowly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.     

The air in the car became thick with romance.     

Debbie felt his kiss. She was familiar with his scent. The smell of tobacco in his mouth was the same as before. She was filled with nostalgia.     

She slowly lifted her hands and cradled his neck, kissing him back passionately without opening her eyes. Carlos did not stop her. He could not.     

Every time Stephanie had tried to make out with him, Carlos would refuse her. He had even doubted himself, wondering if he was impotent.     

But the fire raging in his belly at this moment proved that he was perfectly normal. He had a very strong sexual desire, but it was just not aimed at Stephanie.     

A few minutes later, the two broke apart, gasping for air. Their foreheads were still against each other and Carlos' arms were wrapped tightly around her waist. He demanded in a hoarse voice, "Get out!"     

Debbie rolled her eyes. 'You are still holding me in your arms. How am I supposed to get out?' Besides, she didn't want to leave yet.     

"I—" Before she could finish speaking, her lips were being devoured once again, fervently.     

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Breaking apart from her once again, Carlos tried to calm down. He let go of her and leaned forward to open the passenger door for her. "Get out!"     

Biting her swollen lips, Debbie held onto his waist tightly and said, "Carlos Huo, I have only ever slept with you in my life, and I will never sleep with another man. We will—"     

Carlos couldn't stop himself. He had no control over his own body as he flung himself onto her again, kissing her with a passion he didn't know was inside him. He was burning for this woman. 'Why?!' he screamed in his head, as he pulled her towards his body.     

She responded and let him devour her. A few minutes later, he pulled away from her and let her go. He leaned against his seat and closed his eyes without saying a word.     

Knowing what was going through his mind, Debbie sighed helplessly and straightened her dress. She leaned towards him to give a kiss on his cheek before saying, "Good night, old man."     

Carlos didn't reply.     

Debbie got out and walked into a housing estate. When she was finally out of sight, Carlos heaved a sigh and his expression changed. He was exasperated.     

'Damn woman!' he cursed inwardly and hit the steering wheel in frustration.     

A few days later, they met again. Debbie stood in front of the housing estate, Champs Bay Apartments, with her luggage. She had just flown in from Z Country.     

At the same time she arrived, Carlos' car rolled into the apartment complex. When he got out, she gave him her broadest smile and greeted him, "Hi, old man. What a coincidence!"     

Carlos raised his brows slightly in surprise. He nodded at her and walked towards the elevator.     

Debbie's smile froze on her face. They had kissed so passionately last time that they had almost slept together. But, he was still acting so cold towards her. 'Typical Carlos, ' she thought, shaking her head.     

Ding! The elevator reached the ground floor. Debbie was still in a daze when Carlos' cold voice reached her, "Are you coming or not?"         

    

She came back to her senses and trotted towards him with her luggage.     

When she entered, she noticed that Carlos had been holding the "open" button for her. He released it after she got in, and pressed the button to go to the sixth floor. He cast a sideways glance at her and asked, "Which floor?"     

Debbie was glad that he had actually waited for her. She was even happier when he spoke to her again. "Seventh. Right above yours." Carlos pressed the button for the seventh floor. As the elevator started to ascend, she said in a whisper, "By the way, I'm currently single. If you feel lonely at night, come over to my apartment."     

Carlos' face darkened at her words. "Are you always so welcoming towards any man?"     

Debbie gritted her teeth, but stayed calm. The elevator reached the sixth floor. When the doors opened, she said in a firm voice, "You are the only man who is allowed in my apartment and in my life."     

Carlos didn't respond. He got out and left without looking back.     

Debbie sighed as the doors closed again. She got out on the seventh floor and went into her apartment. She put her luggage aside and quickly dialed a number with a serious look in her eyes. When the call connected, she said, "I just arrived in Y City. How's it going?"     

The person on the other end answered, "James Huo is a very cautious man and he's hard to follow. His men almost caught me. Several times. But I still managed to find something. One night, he went to a woman's villa and didn't leave until the next day."     

"What about ZL Group?" she asked, clenching her teeth in anger. 'How dare James take away Carlos' company! I swear I'll get it back from him!' Debbie swore to herself.     

"It's even harder to investigate ZL Group. But one of my men has wormed his way into it to watch James' every move. He will report to me in a few days." James wore the face of an amiable man at the company, but that was not his real face.     

Debbie was mentally prepared for his attacks. James was an old cunning fox, and it would not be easy to bring him down. "All right. Don't worry about money. If you are running out of it, just let me know. I need everything you can get against James. The more evidence you can gather the better."     

"Got it. We are not lacking in money yet, Miss Nian."     

"Thanks a lot. Bye!"     

Debbie gripped her phone tight. Hatred filled her eyes. She swore to herself that she would destroy James at all costs.     

She unlocked her phone again and found the pictures that had been released by James three years ago. In one photo, she was sleeping in the arms of a man who was not Carlos. In another, some doctors were walking out of the ward where they had helped James coerce her into signing the divorce papers. She sent the photos to a guy along with a text message saying, "Find these men as soon as possible. Keep it quiet."     

James' dirty secrets were tough to dig out. But Debbie could not just sit and wait. The next day, she went to ZL Group.     

The receptionists were not the same people from three years ago. They were all strangers to Debbie.     

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"May I help you?" one of them asked politely.     

Debbie adjusted her sunglasses and answered with a smile, "Yes. I would like to meet Tristan. Thank you."     

"Tristan?" The receptionist seemed confused. Obviously, she didn't recognize that name. The other receptionist, who was a little older than her, cast a sharp glance at Debbie and said, "Tristan has long left ZL Group. You didn't know?"     

Debbie was stunned. 'Tristan has left?' "Fine, I would like to meet Ashley then."     

"Ashley is not working in ZL Group either."     

Debbie continued in shock, "What about Zelda?"     

"They all left the company three years ago."     

Debbie just stared at the receptionist. What was going on? "Do you know where they are now?" she asked.         

    

The receptionist shook her head. "I heard that Tristan had gone abroad. But I never heard anything about Ashley and Zelda."     

Debbie was rendered speechless for a while. 'Why did all of Carlos' assistants leave the company at the same time?     

Did James drive them away to strengthen his position in the company? Were they a threat to him?'     

After leaving ZL Group, Debbie got into her car and stared blankly at the company building.     

Her phone rang and she quickly picked it up. "Hi, Ivan."     

"Debbie, do you want to hold a concert in Y City?"     

Debbie's eyes widened. "Why?"     

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