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

overwhelmed by

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

the dinner you cooked for

put the meal box

tried to comfort

already eaten dinner before you

box, pensively wondering what made him react Like that. A few

as soon as the food touched her tongue, she spat it

he watched what the girl, who was the same age as his daughter, was

this thing? Did I really cook this?’ Debbie couldn’t believe how bad the food

meat in the box and finally understood why Carlos had thought that

nervous she had been because it was the first time she had cooked a meal for someone. She remembered the pain she had felt when drops of sizzling oil sprinkled onto

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