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?'

bottle of liquor and waved it before

freezing glance at his friends and said, "No

rolled their eyes secretly and cursed inwardly, 'Carlos Huo, do

elbow and whispered, "Why would you ask him to drink liquor? Now we'll have to drink with him. Don't you know that my wife won't let me touch her if I go

of him because Carlos won't be able to hug his woman

snapped, "Well, if he wants to hug his woman, I'll call Stephanie over so that he can hug her as long as

urge to kick Damon, and put it on the table. "You think he wants to hug Stephanie?" "Not Stephanie? He's missing Pepper Nian? That's nonsense. He's already engaged to

dude?" Damon casually turned to look at Carlos, as if he had no idea of what was

Singapore branch is in dire need of a regional president. I think your wife will be perfect for that position,"

I can't leave Y City right now. You can't separate us like that." Anxious, Damon stood up, picked up the glass of liquor Curtis had just poured, and sat next

make Carlos happy. "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

his eyes. He looked at the two bottles of liquor

shifting his eyes back and forth between Carlos and the bottles of liquor, Damon understood what he was trying to

Now, I'll have to appease him for

to stop them, but they didn't know what to say. After all, this

Before long, Damon succumbed to the effects

but Curtis stopped him. "Carlos, you are still taking your medication. How

continued drinking

and chugged it all down. 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

hear Wesley, Carlos pointed to the wine bottles in

were rendered

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

him, so cold it could freeze hell

murderous eyes and he decided to

slightest clue

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

of concern slowly melted away to be replaced by a somewhat puzzled look. 'What does he mean by that? Why did he mention Debbie