True Love Waits

Chapter 402 A Bad Mood

Carlos kept losing to the other three men. His mood went from bad to worse faster than a cat lapping chain lightning. His face contorted in displeasure as he finished up his red wine with one gulp and tossed the chips on the table. Niles looked at him in utter disbelief. "Carlos, this is at least three hundred thousand dollars. Are you out of your mind?"

Carlos cast a cold glance at him and said, "What are you-a chicken?"

He tried to goad Niles into playing, and it worked. Without wasting another second, Niles tossed the chips on the table and said, "Count me in."

Damon rolled his eyes at them and complained, "Are you guys out of your minds? Carlos, you better be careful. What if Pepper Nian reports you to the authorities again for organizing a gambling session?"

Wesley kicked Damon's leg hard under the table almost immediately. Shrugging his shoulders, Damon gave him an embarrassed smile and shut his mouth.

"Wait! Debbie reported that I organized a gambling session before?" Carlos asked curiously.

Damon put on a fake smile and answered, "Yeah! We were just hanging about like this, but then your ex-wife called the police on us for gambling."

"Wow! Debbie seems great! At least she was brave enough to treat the four richest young men in Y City with disrespect!"

Niles exclaimed.

Wesley kicked him as well, and Niles fell silent unwillingly.

Carlos' eyes darkened, his disdainful expression frozen in place. Suddenly, he stood up from his seat and threw his glass to the wall with all his might as if trying to vent his frustration.

As soon as the glass hit the wall, it was shattered to pieces, scattering shards across the floor. No one dared to utter another word after that.

Niles stroked his hair to conceal his nervousness. He had known Carlos for many years, but this was the first time he had seen him like this. Carlos had a long face even before he entered the private booth. And now, he looked like a ferocious lion about to tear its prey apart. Wesley got off the phone and stopped Carlos from kicking the table in anger. "Carlos, calm down!"

Carlos shook off his arm, pulled out his tie and threw it onto the sofa. He then grabbed Curtis' glass and gulped it down in one go.

Curtis looked at his empty glass in Carlos' hand and thought, 'Carlos, aren't you a germophobe?'

a bottle of liquor and waved it before Carlos. "Let's

a freezing glance at his friends and said, "No one will be

and cursed inwardly, 'Carlos

Now we'll have to drink with him. Don't you know that my wife won't let

in front of him because Carlos won't be able to hug his woman regardless of whether he is drunk

I'll call Stephanie over so that he can hug her as long

a glass of liquor, suppressing his urge to kick Damon, and put it on the table. "You think he wants to hug Stephanie?" "Not Stephanie?

look at Carlos, as if he had no idea of what

dire need of a regional president. I think your wife will be perfect for that

that." Anxious, Damon stood up, picked up the glass of liquor Curtis had just poured, and sat next to

"Bro, we're going to be drinking to our hearts' content tonight. Okay?" After saying that, he emptied the contents of the glass rapidly and told Curtis, "Hey! This is good liquor! Curtis, pour me another glass,

his eyes. He looked at the two bottles of liquor in front of Curtis, and hinted

shifting his eyes back and forth between Carlos and the

Debbie or Stephanie. Now, I'll have to appease

The other three tried to stop them, but they didn't know what to

finished three bottles of liquor each. Before long, Damon succumbed to

reached out to grab the fourth bottle, but Curtis stopped

continued drinking

His eyes turned red as he burped, and he then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "We've run out of liquor now. Let me send you

hear Wesley, Carlos pointed to the wine bottles

others were

drink like this. But he won't listen to us.

a warning glance at him, so cold it could

when he saw Carlos' murderous eyes and he decided to shut his

his head in disappointment. 'Niles is such an idiot. He doesn't have the slightest clue about what

look at Niles and casually said, "I wonder if Debbie is

concern slowly melted away to be replaced by a somewhat puzzled look. 'What does he mean by that? Why did he mention Debbie all of a sudden?' He shook his head at Curtis and said, "I don't know. Why are you asking