True Love Waits

Chapter 57 You Need To Do Nothing But Count The Money

Although Carlos had heard Debbie's words clearly, he didn't respond, choosing to look out the car window instead.

"You are not calling your lawyer? Fine! I'll call Emmett and ask him to call your lawyer!" Debbie said as she called out the address book on the vehicle navigation screen. "Without my consent, he won't call the lawyer." The man finally opened his mouth to speak.

"Then call him!" she demanded.

"Focus on driving. I'm a man of my word. I won't rescind my decision."

As the light changed, Debbie had to restart the engine. While focusing on the road, she asked, "What do you prefer to eat?" After all, he was the boss.

"Eat whatever you want," he said indifferently.

Undecided on where to go, Debbie ran a few names of familiar places through her mind. At last, a restaurant popped up.

She drove to the destination and pulled over.

When they got out of the car, Carlos' face soured at the sight of the restaurant.

Debbie gave him a big grin, and pointing to the restaurant said, "I suddenly want to eat durian pizza. That's why I drove here. I know the restaurant might be a little too cheap for your fancy, but it's much better than street food, right? Come on. Just give it a try."

It was a national chain restaurant and the food was pretty good. The chain operated stores in most of the leading shopping malls. To Debbie, it was a nice restaurant. To Carlos, however, it was one of those low-end places he associated with needless penny-pinching.

After a moment's thought, he acceded, albeit begrudgingly, and walked towards the entrance of the restaurant.

Debbie immediately followed after him.

It was 8 p.m., but the place was still bustling with customers. Debbie and Carlos sat at a table near the window. Among the patrons, a few heads turned to greet the arrival of the beautiful couple.

head with resignation and looked at the menu. "A large-sized durian pizza, a durian multi-layer cake, paella and Spanish mackerel

mere dignity of a cursory glance. "I already ate," he said,

have to come along if he thought it was low-grade? Whatever the case, he could as well walk out, because she was not holding a

that he just wanted to accompany

talk to Carlos about the ownership of that club. So after the waitress had left, she

finish her sentence, he cut in, "I knew it." To which Debbie blushed. She wanted to say

a matter of time." He swore to himself that

weird feeling off, leaned toward him and said in a serious tone, "Are you sure you want

attractive voice, "Rest assured. You need to do nothing but count the money. There will be a professional team to run the club." Besides appointing her as the lawful owner of the club, he'd also gradually turn more and more shares to her. Whichever the case, she'd be taking home huge bonuses. Debbie didn't know how to turn

blushed face, she leaned back to keep him at arm's length. "There's no pressure to appoint me the owner. That points me in a bad light. I'm not a gold digger. How about this? As long as you don't make me the owner, I won't divorce you," she offered. To

and composed. "Don't bother bargaining with me. I

being so

durian pizza was served. The aroma made her drool

to cut the pizza, Carlos

realized he had already rolled his

a slice of pizza and put it onto Debbie's plate. The little gesture touched her. To

from her late father, she had never

and they ended up not being much helpful. For example, her best buddy, Jared, had

Hayden, whom she had dated for two years, they had never eaten anything fancy together. In fact, she had been the one who provided everything in

Carlos, who had already sliced the pizza

dropped the cutter just hard enough to jerk her back

act calm as she picked up her knife and fork.

stretched her hand to pick up Carlos' knife and fork which

need for that," he

reality, he was not a big fan

us." It was a large-sized pizza, a little too much for one person, in addition to the other food

Carlos reached out his hand and gently took her fork with the piece