Debbie felt speechless. She had never said Emmett was her husband.

Corrupt? Emmett would never do that. He was always honest. She felt bad about dragging him into this.

‘Thank God I married Carlos. Otherwise, Portia and Gail would Laugh at me for the rest of my life, ‘ she thought.

“Whatever. I’m busy. Bye.”

Debbie didn’t want to waste any more time on Portia.

“Stop!” Portia called out. She found Debbie had changed a lot. Power never scared her, but she was even prouder than before, not giving a damn about anybody else.

From the arrogant way Debbie carried herself, Portia began to suspect her husband was not Emmett but Carlos.

humored and even

humor neither you nor

going to see my family

family mattered to her anymore, and she didn’t give a hoot about what

away, leaving Portia guessing and clutching at straws. She acted calm, but her long fingernails stuck

been that Long since Portia last saw Debbie. But this wasn’t the Debbie she knew. Debbie used to be humble and self-effacing, with low self-esteem. Now she was parading around with her nose in

Debbie! Your husband’s just a secretary. Don’t get cocky. It’s not like he’s Carlos! We’ll see who comes out on top!’ she

Debbie’s way back to the party, two other women stopped her in her tracks. They sized her up and down, and then one of them said

to see

wonder who they’re talking about, ‘

the two women looked even remotely familiar. She’d know if she’d met them before. So it made her even more curious who wanted to talk to

woman in a black dress snapped, “Don’t ask.

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