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.

and said, “I always tolerated, humored and even flattered you.

will humor neither

do you mean? You are going to see my family

to her anymore,

straws. She

the Debbie she knew. Debbie used to be humble and self-effacing, with low

get cocky. It’s not like he’s Carlos! We’ll see who comes out on top!’

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

wants to

wonder who they’re talking about, ‘ thought

of the two women looked even remotely familiar. She’d know if she’d met

black dress snapped, “Don’t

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