hapter: 73

At 7 a.m. the next morning, Carlos was sitting at the dining table by himself, as usual. Julie served breakfast, and assuming she wasn’t needed at the table anymore, she turned to leave him alone in the dining room.

“Julie,” he called.

“Yes, Carlos,” Julie responded.

“Did she… cook dinner on her own yesterday?” he asked.

Julie didn’t understand what Carlos meant at first. But soon, she remembered what had happened in the kitchen the day before. ‘Did Debbie really take the meal to Carlos’ office? Why is he asking about the dinner? Was he displeased by it?’ she wondered pensively.

Afraid of the possibility that Carlos was angry at Debbie, Julie replied at once, “Carlos, to make sure that the dishes tasted good,

suffered a few minor burns

Debbie had worked hard on them; it was

burnt? Was her apology sincere?’ The anger in his eyes disappeared as soon as he

Carlos nodded and

Julie breathed out a sigh of relief and headed

got dressed

wandered around to pick out a

out of Dubhe Building and went straight to

Building, arm in arm.

a few shops for fashionable men’s wear, trendy shoes, and expensive watches, but nothing piqued Debbie’s interest. If she kept wandering around, refusing to buy anything, Kristina would start suspecting that Debbie was

problem was money. Debbie had been saving up, but her savings were

look a little longer,” she

on Kristina listlessly,

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