Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 76

‘Hmph! Calling backup? No big deal. I don’t give a damn, ‘ Debbie thought to herself.

“Settle the account!” Debbie demanded and glared at the cashier with an intense look on her face. However, the cashier was still hesitant. The name Victor rang a bell. She had heard it before.

Was he the vice-general manager of the mall? She wasn’t sure about it.

But if he was who she thought he was, how could she afford to offend him?

When the cashier hesitated to take her card, Debbie lost her patience and snapped, “Didn’t you hear me? I said, take my card and give me the receipt!” The truth was, she felt bad that she had to direct her anger at the cashier as she knew why the woman behind the counter was unwilling to do her job; she must have known whom Gail had called.

“Miss, I’m sorry, but could you please wait a minute? That lLady.. she seemed to have called the vice-general manager of our mall,” the cashier explained while looking back and forth between Debbie and Gail.

what was happening. All she knew was that she wanted to offend

International Plaza? What’s the big

to the dean’s office? Did you think I was stupid? I know

could, I would tear that mask off your face, but I’m simply too busy to be bothered right now. We both know that does not mean I’m afraid of you. Fortunately for you, I had been in no mood to have open disputes with you regarding the matter, even though

provoke me one more time, I’ll make sure

Debbie’s threats. She knew that the feisty girl before her was not afraid of her at all — if she had to be taken down, she would be. She shuddered at the thought that she was arguing with someone who was

now? I didn’t tell the dean anything!” Gail denied, hoping to escape Debbie’s wrath. That was her strategy; she

given her away. Her voice had begun to tremble

flashed a mocking

will not be beating you up today. Instead, for the last time, I’m going to tell you that this collar pin is mine, so you better choose another one. Otherwise, you know you’ll be walking out of here Limp,” Debbie warned her. She had her arms crossed before her chest, projecting a demeanor and

their friend was just bluffing. Debbie could be a little

because the girl going against her was her aunt’s daughter — they were in fact cousins by blood, so she was actually quite tolerant of her cousin; even after

I don’t know your dirty Little secret. The BMW you’re riding? It must be from your sugar daddy, huh? The guy must be old. I don’t