Chapter: 71

“That’s not my problem. Now get out!” he warned with a stern look on his face. Rendered speechless, Debbie turned around and walked out of the room.

Carlos was filled with complex emotions even after she had closed the door behind her. Wisps of burning smell lingered the air and drifted into his nose.

Feeling restless, he got up and opened the windows to let the smell out. With a cigarette in one hand, he sent for Tristan.

“I want a detailed report on Debbie Nelson’s background. Don’t leave out anything,” Carlos ordered.

“Debbie Nelson?” Tristan was puzzled.

Carlos cast a cold glance at him before he took out a marriage certificate from the drawer and tossed it on the desk.

a sudden, the puzzled expression on his face turned into an open mouthed gasp. ‘So, the girl Carlos was staring at on TV the day of the marathon and the girl who has just walked out of here

felt overwhelmed by

Debbie got inside the BMW waiting for her in front of the office building. She sat in the backseat, unable to get a word out, looking dejected. Matan Riley, her driver, who was a veteran in his fifties, smiled at her through

the dinner you cooked for

disappointment and put the meal box aside after

tried to

had already eaten dinner before

Carlos had reacted after he had tasted her food. She turned her sights towards the meal box, pensively wondering what made him react Like that. A few moments later, she opened the box, picked up

food touched her tongue, she spat it out into a

he understood why Carlos didn’t eat her food, as he watched what the girl,

cook this?’ Debbie

she stared at the burnt meat in the box and finally understood why Carlos had thought that she had gone to his office just to further provoke

if it weren’t bad enough, he might have thought she was trying to poison him. Debbie thought about how excited and nervous she had been because it was the first time she had cooked a meal for

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