“Bring them out.”

“Yes, Carlos.”

Two minutes later, three housemaids walked over to them, carrying boxes. Debbie opened one and looked inside. There was an evening dress, a pair of high heels, and a set of jewelry

Obviously, he intended for her to go, by force, if necessary. He made a gesture to indicate the boxes.

“Dress, shoes, accessories…they’re all here, all customized for you. Put on them and then I’ll take you to a salon.”

“No…”

Debbie wanted to turn him down but Miranda interrupted. She explained with a smile, “Barlow is well-respected. He holds traditional views on relationships between men and women. Every guest there will be family, or spouses. No lovers or friends allowed.”

Debbie still tried to

we’re not—” She

He understood what his mom meant, and he was sure that she’d side with him

the evening dress and handed it to the young mother, whispering, “Don’t be stupid. Now you can prove you’re his wife. I know you’re still pissed, but

to her. She made sense. Miranda had told her she could be mad. She could throw tantrums or yell at

her lips and glared

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took

went upstairs to

on the sofa. Miranda

with Funk Hinchcliffe, assistant

seems fishy. Keep an eye

a sip of the tea and replied calmly,

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