Burning Passion: Love Never Die

☛ Bookmark This Website NinjaNovel.Com When everybody was finally seated, someone mustered up enough nerve to ask, “Carlos, I assume that this lady is Mrs. Hilton. Am I right?”

Carlos smiled. He looked at Debbie but remained silent.

Debbie was surprised at his reaction. ‘What’s that supposed to mean?

Why doesn’t he tell them who I am?’

Since Carlos didn’t respond, everyone else kept their mouths shut. A few quiet, awkward seconds passed. Someone was about to break the uncomfortable silence when Carlos announced, “My wife always keeps a low profile. I promised her I’d keep our marriage secret. As to your question, I need my wife’s permission before I answer it.”

The others were familiar with Carlos’ personality. They had never seen him talk that much before. When he turned to Debbie, every one of them understood that the woman sitting next to him was Mrs. Hilton.

They all looked at Debbie with a smile and racked their brains to compliment her. The room suddenly was abuzz with their unctuous compliments. Some complimented her beauty, others focused on her hair, dress, or her bearing. A few talked about her manners, and some more nebulous things that they couldn’t possibly know about the quiet woman sitting at the table with them. They were unconcerned, all fawning over her to get on Carlos’ good side.

praise, commendation, and admiration, Debbie didn’t know how to respond. It

is shy. Let’s

Debbie’s face turned red.

echoed. The subject was changed. Someone asked the waiter to bring the

dinner with Carlos and the

seemed to be nothing wrong with

the issue and ate while Listening to them talk about work. She had nothing to add, so she remained quiet as they talked shop. Some things she understood, sometimes it was jargon or abbreviations she was unfamiliar with. But a wise person never learned

anything afterwards. However, even so, the other men kept asking his

little girls’ room,” Debbie whispered in Carlos‘

the booth was occupied,

want me to