Chapter: 49

Private Club, a girl was seen singing a beautiful, sad song.

“Just one last dance, before we say goodbye…” her song continued playing.

When Emmett recognized the singer, he widened his eyes to plates, his jaw slack. ‘Since when did Mrs.Hilton start to make a living as a street singer?’ he thought.

When Marvin noticed that Carlos seemed to be interested in the female singer, he thought he had a chance to fawn on him. He took out a thick wad of notes from his briefcase and threw it into the iron box in front of Debbie.

After seeing the amount of money he just threw, Debbie stopped singing, shocked by the impressive amount of thousands of dollars.

Everyone looked at Marvin, who put on a proud smile and demanded in an arrogant tone, “Sing a song for our Carlos. If you can make him smile,

give you

mad. The fat man’s words came

a quick burning glare at her so-called husband, she immediately straightened herself

Carlos a

gathered crowd, some recognized Carlos and couldn’t help but go berserk over

bad over Marvin’s groundless request. He then uttered, “No need to..” Even before he could turn her down, she started strumming her

the song, she immediately went to the

brakes go out running down a hill. I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and knocks you in the head like I’d like to. I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls. I pray you

crowd became silent and stole glances at the handsome man, waiting

a stupid thing. ‘Damn bitch! What is she singing? Oh man! I’m

for Carlos. She didn’t mind irritating the man in front of her. At the same time, Carlos lowered his head and rubbed his arching brow. Her song came as a surprise. Without raising his head, he pointed to Debbie and demanded, “Since she can swim, you, Emmett, dig a whole and bury

fast. Not because he was flattered, but because his anger was slowly filling the brim of his patience. His gut feeling was telling him that if he didn’t kill this girl now, he

words made

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