NovelEnglishHilton Group. What’s more, stago, there was a rumor that the
Gomez family and the Hue family would be allied by marriage, right? Do something to push forward the arrangement…”
Emmett silently swallowed his spit as he took note of his boss’s orders. ‘Carlos is causing a lot of trouble for Hayden!’
Half an hour later, Carlos got another call from Tristan. This time, the report from the other end of the line made Carlos leap up from his seat. Kicking the seat away in fury, he strode out of his office while holding the phone in his hand.
Outside the office, when Emmett noticed Carlos* deadpan face, he knew something terrible had happened. He quickly gave a few instructions to his men and followed Carlos to the elevator at a rapid sprint. At the last second before the elevator door closed, he squeezed inside, breathless and panting.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Is Debbie in danger?’ Emmett wanted to ask but he didn’t dare to, because the man standing next to him was on the verge of going ballistic. The atmosphere inside the elevator was heavy and oppressive.
In the parking lot, Emmett gestured to Carlos to take a seat in back.
But when Emmett had just sat in the driver’s seat and fastened the seatbelt, Carlos suddenly got out of the car and opened the door of the driver’s seat. He pulled him out while yelling, “Move!”
Emmett obediently moved to the passenger seat.
Thanks to Carlos’ excellent driving skills, the engine of the pricey and high-end Emperor roared to life, and handled like a dream. The gleaming high-performance engine could be heard clearly as the car raced through the city streets. As the car zigzagged along the road,
Emmett held tightly onto the interior handrail, fighting the urge to vomit. His eyes were fixed on the windshield and his Lips were zipped.
Undoubtedly, Carlos’ mad behavior must have something to do with
Debbie.
About twenty minutes Later, the Emperor rolled to a stop at the Esastin
Villa. Seeing the sapphire Porsche and Tristan’s car parked in front of
Carlos’ villa, Emmett was even more certain about his guess.
‘Carlos always loses his composure when it comes to Debbie, * he thought smugly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUsing the fingerprint lock, Carlos silently pushed open the door and walked toward the living room. He didn’t even bother to change his footwear from outside shoes to ones more appropriate for the house.
In the kitchen, holding Debbie’s hand tightly, Hayden asked anxiously,
“Deb, does it hurt? I’m taking you to the hospital now!” That said, he gathered her into his arms straightaway, giving her no chance to refuse. He started to carry her out of the kitchen.
Feeling her body leave the ground all of a sudden, Debbie reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck.
“No, putdown first. ‘It’s not that serious!’ she thought.
Hayden ignored her protests and rushed out of the kitchen, carrying her in his arms. Just as he stepped out, he saw a man in the Living room and slowed his pace.
Carlos’ tall figure cinto view. Realizing she was in Hayden’s arms now, Debbie felt the blood rushing to her head. She knew that she had done wrong, and she was now in a compromising position. Carlos would be angry with her, she knew that. And he had no sense when it cto
Debbie. It was like she knew exactly which button to push to drive him crazy, but didn’t know she was doing it until it was too late.
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