True Love Waits

Chapter 407 I Ate Everything

Xavier told Debbie that the police hadn't granted her bail. Many of her friends tried to bail her out, including Ivan, Curtis and Jared, but they failed. Law enforcement wasn't budging on this. She was a superstar and traveled too much. They considered her a flight risk.

Finally, Ivan was left with no choice. He called Carlos. Carlos' assistant went forthwith to the police station, trying to talk the bail bondswoman into letting Debbie go. He even tried subtle intimidation, but she wasn't budging. Carlos himself confronted an officer on vacation in a suburban resort area. They had spent several hours drinking tea and chatting before the officer finally granted Debbie's bail. Debbie guessed that James was probably behind it. It was possible he used his influence to make sure the cops didn't make it easy for them. A corrupt cop could potentially deny someone bail and refuse payment.

Through the window, Debbie saw the myriad security guards patrolling the area. She sighed and went downstairs to the kitchen. Carlos had helped her a lot this time, saving her from jail and worse, and she needed to thank him.

She made a cup of chrysanthemum tea and headed for the study.

The CEO had told her she didn't need to knock. But that was three years ago, and he had amnesia now. He might not remember ever granting her that privilege. So she knocked on the door instead.

She didn't open the door until he responded. It was weird, hanging back like this, acting as though they were strangers. But she could do little else.

Carlos was hunching over his laptop, the light from the screen illuminating his face. She placed the cup on the desk and said, "Drink some tea first. It'll help your eyes." "Thanks," he answered simply.

Debbie took a deep breath and began, "I need to thank you. If it—"

However, Carlos' ringtone saw to it that she couldn't continue. She stole a glance at the screen and saw the caller ID-Stephanie.

"Hello?" he said coldly.

After Stephanie said something, he suddenly raised his head to look at Debbie.

Debbie thought he was implying she should leave, so she turned around. But she heard him say, "I'm too busy to make it there. Go to bed early. Get some rest."

Debbie was at a loss whether she should leave.

Carlos hung up the phone, took a sip of tea, and said, "That hit the spot." He then told Debbie, "I'm hungry."

'Is he asking me to cook for him?' Debbie wondered.

Without turning around, she lowered her head and said nothing.

humiliating blow, since she had specially prepared those dishes for him. She didn't want to

shook her head. "Maybe

"She doesn't know how."

don't either," Debbie answered

"So this is how you thank me?" he asked icily. "After what

could help. But I swore I'd never cook for you again,

said she

I ate everything! Clear now?" he

'So Stephanie lied?' She

her. "You don't speak Chinese? How about I repeat it in English, Spanish,

embarrassed smile. "No need for that, Mr. Huo.

fluent English, he said,

Debbie knew what he said. She heard it the first time, and understood what he just said. She used to get terrible grades. But Carlos' tutoring made a huge difference, and her English had improved

his request. Her cheeks were rosy with a sheen of happiness. "Cool. What do

not picky," he

her mind, 'Not picky? He'd make the book of Guinness

that. "What? You got a problem?" he

I'm going to the kitchen

in a hurry. On her way to

food was like a trigger, and Carlos' stomach started rumbling the moment he smelled it. He put his laptop aside and watched as she placed the bowl

bored and walked towards the bookshelf. Suddenly, she remembered something and offered, "There

"Sure."

giggled and

the end, Carlos finished two bowls of noodles. He

the kitchen, Carlos went downstairs. Watching her clean, he flashed a smile, as a feeling

She then saw Carlos relaxing on

from the sofa and turned off

close to Megan. Now she's dead, and I'm the suspect.' She looked him in the

cast a sidelong glance at her. "I don't

Debbie was dumbstruck.