Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Stop your speculations! She’s related to Carlos,” said a man in a raspy, deep voice. He had had dinner with Carlos and Debbie before, and he knew she was Mrs. Hilton. Through it all, Debbie remained calm.

Although she correctly guessed what people were saying in hushed tones. she reminded herself to focus on the task at hand and not be carried away by sideshows.

Gracefully, she made her way to the podium, keeping as calm as possible. She must pay attention to her demeanor; after all, she represented Carlos.

Once she got the microphone from the host, she took a deep breath and began her speech with a deliberately slow, emphatic speed of delivery.

The audience fell silent, eager to know what she would bring to the table.

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Debbie Nelson. I deem it a great honor for me to come here and be part of this auspicious occasion. First and foremost, I must acknowledge that I’m relatively new in the industry, and as such, I would appreciate your guidance. . .”

In all, her words were modest and sincere. Most importantly, she was a pretty lady with brains. The party began to warm up.

are such a young and beautiful businesswoman. In all honesty, you’ll have the world at your

hope you may give me a VIP card for

his words for a light moment. With

here is a big shot in Alorith. My humble club will be honored by your presence. I promise

had just come at the right

is

and talk sense into her head. She must go out and find a job

on a meteoric rise.”

Debbie had

have become the largest shareholder of

Decar Cosmetics at such a young age, even if she was a genius in business. They were all sophisticated businessmen; they

and then walked off the