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.

and Kasie dead drunk, there was no fun in the club for him. He decided to leave. The bill would cost him a fortune, though. He went to the manager.

you washed the dishes here for 20 years. Mr. Han, you'd better pay the

Tell him I ran away, and ask him to settle up."

"In the past years, as the elder

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

Anyway, that's beside the point. Thing is, either you pay or I'll call Adriana and tell her last week you went to dinner with two other women. Those supermodels you seemed head over heels about. The ball is

of a bitch!" he cursed again. The dinner with the supermodels was an official event. A normal part of business for him, and

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

cursed when he looked at his phone only to find that

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

back to sleep." Angrily, he put his phone away

his assistant and told him to bring the money

Carlos walked into the elevator with Debbie in his arms. He pressed

getting off the elevator, he carried her to the fingerprint scanner, put her down and told her to

had to grab

time the door finally opened, he had lost his patience. Once more, he carried her on his shoulder and

Carlos put her down on the couch, she

she bent to grab hold on the sink

living room, Carlos heard her puke loud and clear. As a neat freak,

he eased

of the bathroom, she walked, supporting herself

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

warm water.

pressing against the wall. "Go take care of your

for one of his drivers to take her home, where she had