Chapter: 149

As the light changed, Debbie had to restart the engine. While focusing on the road, she asked, “What do you prefer to eat?” After all, he was the boss.

“Eat whatever you want,” he said indifferently.

Undecided on where to go, Debbie ran a few names of familiar places through her mind. At last, a restaurant popped up.

She drove to the destination and pulled over.

When they got out of the car, Carlos’ face soured at the sight of the restaurant.

Debbie gave him a big grin, and pointing to the restaurant said, “I suddenly want to eat durian pizza. That’s why I drove here. I know the restaurant might be a little too cheap for your fancy, but it’s much better than street food, right? Come on. Just give it a try.”

shopping malls. To Debbie, it was a nice restaurant. To Carlos, however, it was one of those low-end places he associated with

moment’s thought, he acceded, albeit begrudgingly, and

followed after

at a table near

when she noticed Carlos, her

resignation and looked at

pizza, a durian multi-layer cake, paella and Spanish mackerel dumplings. I’m

the menu in front of Carlos, but he didn’t give it even the mere dignity

he said, the disinterest in his

a bemused Debbie. Why did he have to come along if he thought it was low-grade? Whatever the case, he could as well walk out, because she was not holding a gun

that he just wanted to accompany me?’ Her heart raced at the very

because she needed to talk to Carlos about the ownership of that club. So after

that kind of

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