True Love Waits

Chapter 188 It's Not Like We're An Item

"No way. We're not a good match. Emmett is a weird guy when he's not working. What's more, I enjoy being single. I don't need a man. It's my parents. They want me to find a nice guy," Kasie said on the other end.

Debbie pursed her lips and defended Emmett, "So why did you accept the expensive handbag he bought?"

"For the selfies. Those are worth more than the price of a handbag. We took some cute pics to convince his parents we're dating."

Debbie sighed helplessly. "Fine, as long as you guys are okay with it."

"Yeah. Oh! Can you guess who we bumped into at Shining International Plaza?"

"Who?"

"Hayden. By the way, why haven't you told him who your real husband is? He thought you were married to Emmett."

Debbie knew Hayden had mistaken Emmett for her husband. Yet she wasn't interested in explaining anything to him, and he likely wouldn't even believe it. "I don't need to explain anything to him. Anyway, it's not like we're an item," Debbie replied firmly.

"Sounds about right. I'm looking forward to the day Portia finds out you're Mrs. Huo. I can see the look on her face. Aha...ha..." Kasie leaned against the sofa, bursting into wild laughter.

Right then, the door of the empty VIP room was pushed open. A group of businessmen walked in as a man said politely, "Emmett, this is the room we reserved..."

The group of neatly dressed businessmen were shocked to see a woman lying casually on the sofa. When she spotted them, Kasie hastily stood up from the sofa and tidied her clothes. Emmett asked curiously, "Kasie? Why are you here?"

Kasie swung her phone in front of him. "Too noisy out there, so I wanted a quiet spot to talk on the phone. I'm leaving now," she explained briefly.

Emmett nodded and moved aside to let her out. But the next second, he remembered something and stopped in her tracks. After pulling her out of the room, he said, "Hey, my dad invited you to have a meal at my house."

"What did you say? A meal with

her words. "Yeah. I have no choice. Relax, this is a paid gig. When you have some free time, I can buy you a handbag, cosmetics, whatever you

make her a whore? And

I need to talk to him." When Emmett took the phone from Kasie's hand, he noticed that the caller ID was "Tomboy" and that they had already been on the phone for 18 minutes. Realizing this, he grinned broadly and said

"Oh please. What would Mr. Huo think

his case too. Now, hearing Kasie's remark, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. She fought the urge and stopped laughing. She needed to

carefully. This was her best friend Kasie, after all. "My parents are happy with her after seeing the photo," he

what about

gaze to the girl casually leaning against the wall.

interrupted abruptly by Kasie's angry shout. "Hey, who loves Lewis Huo? You mean me? Bullshit! I was done with him

okay. Mea culpa." Getting back on the phone, he said, "Mrs. Huo, I have a meeting. I'll call Kasie later to talk about her visit to my house, okay?" "Wow! So soon?" Debbie exclaimed. She was

Emmett drew close to her and whispered in a mysterious voice, "The contract tonight is important to the company. If I can't seal the deal, half of my bonus goes bye-bye. I'll call you when I'm

stiff smile on

a lot of new and fashionable products at the plaza after the Spring Festival. I'll buy you two things and you come to my house to have a meal, okay? Just one meal.

mother had tightened her purse strings recently. 'Fine,

room, he patted her on her shoulder and

when did we get so close? Why would he buy me things, invite me to

in deep thought for a moment, she finally came back to her senses, realizing that the call was still connected.

Look, Emmett's a nice guy. Think

paused. After a while, she said, "I... Let me

Debbie was chatting fervently with Kasie over the phone, a knock at the door interrupted her. It was a housemaid, informing her that Carlos' grandmother wanted to see her. The old lady was waiting for her downstairs. It seemed that Debbie had been

curiously, "Did she say why she wanted to see me?" "Sorry Mrs. Huo. But Mrs. Valerie Huo didn't tell

no choice but to follow the housemaid downstairs. It would

sat on the sofa while