True Love Waits

Chapter 47 You Win

The man remained silent.

"Ten million!" Debbie declared, gritting her teeth.

Again, there was no response from the man.

"Fifty... fifty million!" As long as she could get rid of the bane of her life, she was willing to give him fifty million. It was not like she had that kind of money right now. Suffice it to say, she would have to work extremely hard to earn that amount, but Debbie firmly believed that she would have it eventually.

Fearing that the girl would have a mental breakdown in anger and anxiety if he kept silent any longer, he finally said, "Why don't we talk about this when you actually have fifty million?" For a man like Carlos Huo, fifty million was just the same as fifty bucks; for Debbie, on the other hand, it was another story.

"Fine! Carlos, you win!" Debbie's seething resentment finally reached boiling point, as she stormed out of the study.

In a dramatic display of anger, she slammed the door shut behind her.

Back to her bedroom, Debbie threw all her casual clothes out of the closet and crammed them in a corner of the room. Standing with arms akimbo, she stared at the empty closet, but that was not enough to vent her fiery rage. "Go shopping with me. I'll buy clothes, cosmetics, jewelry, everything," she told Kasie on the phone.

'He wants me to spend money? No problem! Making money might be difficult, but spending money is easy.

Earlier on the playground he said that if I slept with him, he would set me free.

Okay then, just wait and see, Carlos Huo. I'll sleep with you."

Early the next morning, Debbie went to university in the pink laced dress that she had worn on her 21st birthday.

her in that dress

dining table, Carlos put on a cold face as per usual, but the amazement was plain in his eyes. Debbie whirled in front of him on purpose and asked,

that I am a girl? Even pretending to be a man won't be hard for me, not to

to be a sophisticated girl when I was little. How hard can

cushion, brown eyebrow powder, black eyeliner, and Giorgio Armani

a ponytail or a bun, but now she

a starless night sky. As

at the cruiser party, Debbie had captivated Carlos' heart with an elegant

seemed to have made her even prettier. Carlos lowered his eyes and concealed all his

about her deep down in his heart. He wished he could just throw her onto the

minimal reaction. She wasn't expecting him to compliment her anyway, so she ate her breakfast quietly without uttering

pleasant memories from the morning. When she smiled, all the boys stopped moving and gathered around her spellbound by her

look like a tomboy at all. The last time Debbie had worn that dress, she hadn't put on any makeup, nor had she paid any special attention to her hairstyle. Needless to say, unlike today, she hadn't turned

I guess

finally gone on strike. Most importantly, Carlos wasn't at the university to

two completely different kinds of women, Debbie waved her hand resignedly and

wrapped his arm around her shoulders and declared, "Debbie, I am

her eyes at him and replied bluntly, "I'm sorry, Jared, but I didn't put on this outfit

you in love or something?" Jared had a

on, tell us," Kasie asked anxiously while shaking Debbie's arm. Her voice was thick with shock, as if someone had just told her that the sun had risen in the middle of

charming man like Carlos Huo can't pique Debbie's interest. Who is this mystery man that has won her heart? He must be perfect,

I'm just

about what had