True Love Waits

Chapter 177 Going To New York

Emmett was always on the ball and a quick thinker, but at this moment, Hayden's abrupt words confused him. "Mr. Gu, what do you mean?"

"Not enough? How about ten million? I can tell you don't love Debbie. I want her back. So just give me a chance with her."

'Of course I don't love Debbie. How could I?' Emmett mused. "Mr. Gu, there must be some misunderstanding," he said.

"What is it? More money? Just say the word. If you're worried that you won't be able to find someone else, I'll help you out. With 10 million burning a hole in your pocket, you'll be married in a flash." Emmett wanted to cuss this guy out. He was stupid this man on the other end of the phone. He wouldn't stop talking, for one, and he wouldn't let Emmett get a word in edgewise. He kept outbidding himself to boot. Even if Emmett were in a position to bargain, the man just kept going. Emmett couldn't even accept his offer. Finally, he interrupted him. "Mr. Gu! I know I'm just a secretary, but I can't be bought. Besides, I don't care about your money. If I were you, I'd spend more time with Miss Qin. It's late. Good night, Mr. Gu."

Emmett hung up the call without giving Hayden time to respond.

Everyone in Y City knew that Hayden was getting engaged to a daughter of the Qin family.

Hayden was furious and tossed his phone on the desk. He hated being hung up on. He rubbed his cheeks in frustration and sighed heavily. 'How do I get Debbie back?'

The next morning, Carlos and Debbie were going to make the trip to New York. Before leaving for the airport, Carlos went to his office to delegate his duties. Other people needed to pick up the slack. He wasn' going to have his company fall apart simply because he wasn't there. Debbie slept in. She didn't start packing until she finished her late breakfast.

Still, when she was done packing, Carlos hadn't made it home. She waited. And then she even took a nap. It was not until nearly noon that she heard the sounds of a car pulling up. Debbie got out of bed swiftly and dashed onto the balcony. Carlos was back! She waved at the car happily. Emmett got out and opened the back door. Carlos looked at her as he stepped out of the car.

"Mr. Handsome!" Debbie shouted to him.

Carlos stretched out his arms. Debbie dashed through their bedroom and across the hallway. From there she raced down the stairs into the living room, threw open the main doors to the villa, and ran into the arms of the man who strode towards her.

good mood. Is it

shook her

past couple days, and it was getting boring. She had nothing to do. But now that she saw Carlos, she wished she were a cuff link, going with him everywhere. Debbie opened her mouth, trying

see around Carlos. When she looked at the car,

with us to New York, '

nodded to the girl. Just then, a servant carried Debbie's

of someone, but there was something she just had to say to Carlos. She needed to get this off her chest, and she didn't care about what kind of strange

what she was up to, but he loved how flirty she was being right now. He started

to come closer and said to him, "You and Megan go

but he was too afraid to ask. He remembered how vengeful

head out the window and asked, "Uncle Carlos, aren't you getting in the

aunt Debbie and I

called his driver, Matan, and soon another posh car was driven out of the garage and stopped in front of them. This one had some serious dramatic flair,

next to

questions. "Is Grandpa awake yet? Will Grandma and Dad like me? Who else is living in the house besides Dad and Mom? Where will we live? Will you stay with me every day after

totally speechless. He swore this wasn't the flirty moment he

"Grandpa is getting better, but he still hasn't come around yet. My family will like you. You and I will live in the manor in New York just like everyone else in my family. I'll work there, but I'll also make as much time for you as

dad is a hothead. You'd better not talk to him alone. If there is something that requires you to talk to him, tell me

Debbie replied. She was curious. 'How short-tempered can my father-in-law be? Is his temper worse than