True Love Waits

Chapter 62 You Are Worth Ten Billion

To prove Carlos meant it, Tristan took out his phone and sent him Carlos' phone number. "Jared, this is Mr. Huo's number." Everyone was surprised.

Debbie wondered why Carlos was so possessive. Obviously, he was trying to keep her from Jared. Worried about where this was leading, she raised her head and declared, "Jared and I are just good friends. How can you undermine our friendship like this? It's uncalled for."

Unexpectedly, Jared cut in before Carlos could respond. "Mr. Huo, I'm so glad to hear what you just said. Before, Debbie, the naive girl, did so much for Hayden. But the moron didn't appreciate it at all. Now, finally, there is a man who cares about her. I'll do anything you say. If Tomboy needs help or anything, I'll be the first to call you."

Among Debbie's friends, Jared had known her for the longest time. He knew everything that happened between her and her ex-boyfriend Hayden. As far as he knew, Hayden was to blame for Debbie's tomboy tendencies.

But right now, Debbie was surprised by something Jared had said. Since when did she become naive in Jared's eyes?

Carlos was quite pleased with what Jared had said. Yet the name Hayden made his eyes dim. "Tristan, send them home." "Yes, Mr. Huo."

When the couple were left alone in the private booth, Carlos turned to Debbie.

Finding her in a daze, he pulled her into his arms and sat her on his lap. Unaccustomed to such intimacy, Debbie struggled to stand up.

But Carlos wrapped his arms around her tighter and whispered in her ear, "Hayden, huh?" That was the first time he had heard that name, but quickly he connected the dots and remembered the man who had called her Deb in the messages and said he missed her.

It must be the same guy.

"What?" Debbie didn't understand what he had meant by that, but Carlos didn't explain.

Instead, he kissed her.

and overbearing, and his hands were not gentle either. In his

threw her onto the table roughly. Fearing that she might fall, Debbie locked her arms around Carlos' neck while his hands were

a long moment, the man said in a

Debbie, overwhelmed underneath

wasn't that reckless tomboy anymore. She was a woman, a seductive woman. Every time he kissed her, she blushed. Right

other day that if you slept with me, I would set you

a man

over her body, her face, her hair. With every touch, his breathing got heavier and heavier.

'A femme fatale? Me?'

and less feminine figure, that was a misnomer. Couldn't Carlos see that?

new deal is: if you sleep with me, I'll give

earlier on, on the stormy days of

beginning to

for a divorce, she actually didn't know what

her head, Carlos thought she

dejection and said, "I remember the other day you said I wasn't worth much. What should I expect to get from a man who thinks I'm not worth a penny? Have you forgotten the way you put me down, Mr. Handsome?" Seeing that she was still holding a grudge, Carlos smiled, gave her a

she didn't seem to get his drift. "Well, maybe you don't get the gist of of it. You're worth far more than you seem to ask. A

give me that much, just to sleep with me? This guy must be a joke!' She

you whatever sum you

husband and wife. What was his was hers

take me for? A gold digger?' The passion she had felt only a minute ago died out at once.

head high and tried to defend her honor. "Mr. Handsome, not everyone loves money as much as you think. Maybe in your mind, you can buy me or even everything with your money. Unfortunately, that's not me. If I don't like you, I wouldn't sleep with you even if you gave me all

as long as I love you, I'll sleep with you even if you are dead broke. Sorry to tell you, I'm not who you