True Love Waits

Chapter 352 Promise Me

When Debbie saw Carlos' gloomy face, her mind went blank for a moment. "Oh, it's you, old man. No, you can't be here. I must have made a mistake." He should be enjoying his girlfriend's company right now. Does he have time for me?' conflicting thoughts ran through her mind.

With her eyes closed, she leaned against his chest, smelling his enchanting scent.

"Where to, Mr. Huo?" asked Carlos' assistant, who was ready in the driver's seat.

For the six months he had been on the job, he had never seen Carlos hug another woman besides Stephanie. This was a first.

Carlos was quiet for a moment. He looked out the window, stroked his brow and said, "Go to Champs Bay Apartments." "Yes, Mr. Huo."

The car pulled into Champs Bay Apartments in about ten minutes, where on arrival, Carlos' phone rang. A call from Curtis.

"Hi," he answered at once.

"Carlos, Jared told me he couldn't find Debbie. Do you know where she is?" While Jared anxiously looked for her, Debbie had left her phone on the couch at the club. In his frantic efforts to find her, he had called Curtis.

"Yes, I do," Carlos replied faintly.

"Good. Jared said she was drunk. Take care of her, OK?" said Curtis, feeling relieved.

"Alright."

Elsewhere, Jared was still worried. Only after Curtis called back and told him about her whereabouts did he get some rest.

'How did Carlos take her so quietly? He is like a ghost, Jared reflected.

decided to leave. The bill would cost him a fortune, though. He went to the manager. "Good fellow, tell

wouldn't be able to pay off even if you washed the dishes here for 20 years. Mr. Han, you'd

away, and ask him to

ripped off willingly, not to mention the bill was ridiculously high. He called Jared. Yet Jared said calmly, "In the past years, as the elder

a bitch. Are you talking as if you were a baby in the last three years? Are you crazy, or something?

of a bitch, you are too. Anyway, that's beside the point. Thing is, either you pay or I'll call Adriana and tell

like magic. Without further ado, Damon caved in. "You evil little son of a bitch!" he cursed again. The dinner with the supermodels was an official event. A normal part

up, a party animal who couldn't fund his extravagant lifestyle. "Then you are the older son of a bitch. You are my brother, you have to help me out. Moreover, you are already married. I'm not. I have to save up for my wedding. Okay, my dear brother? Catch you later,"

at his phone only to find that

Rubbing her eyes, she looked at her angry husband and asked with concern,

he put his phone away and went to bed

asleep again, he texted his assistant

walked into the elevator with Debbie in his arms.

carried her to the fingerprint scanner, put her down and told her to

to grab her hand and try one fingerprint

door finally opened, he had lost his patience. Once

head upside down, Debbie's stomach churned. As soon as Carlos put her down on the couch, she sprung

grab hold

loud and clear. As a neat freak, he frowned in

or two minutes later, he eased

she walked, supporting herself by

a little, she still spoke with a slur. "Old man? Why

handed her a cup of warm water. "Drink this.

hand and continued walking, pressing against the wall. "Go

for one of