True Love Waits

Chapter 454 Miranda’s Visit

'A Certificate of Title? Why did Carlos give me this?' Debbie pondered.

She opened the certificate. It said she was the owner of some property on the seventh floor of Building 2 of Champs Bay Apartments. That was where she lived. So it meant that she owned her apartment now. When did Carlos buy it? Why didn't he say anything? Didn't she have to be there when the title to the apartment was transferred to her?

But no one had said a thing to her. Carlos had done it so quietly. He was as crafty as he was powerful.

But why did he buy the apartment for her? What did it mean?

She had to know, it was really eating her. So she called him up and asked, "Why did you buy my apartment, old man?"

Carlos smiled and donned his wireless Bluetooth earbuds. "I bought an apartment for my daughter's mom. When my daughter grows up, she'll have a place to stay if she visits her mom. That's all."

"I don't need-"

"It's not for you. It's for my kid," Carlos interrupted firmly.

"But I can afford an apartment now," Debbie insisted.

"You? I said it's not for you. Think how much you'll save on rent. Buy yourself some food or clothes. But you don't have enough to support my daughter. Leave that to me." Carlos knew how much money she had, because the card she was using was issued by a bank owned by ZL Group.

"Huh? Don't be such a snob. I have several million. That's more than enough. Even people who have only tens of thousands can support a kid. Why can't I?" Debbie retorted defensively.

"Do you have the funds to buy your current apartment?"

"Um... no. But there're plenty of high-end buildings. I'll find another one."

only going to say this once. The apartment is for my daughter, not for you. You

me. I'm not

already hung up. She was still irritated. She hung up and threw the phone

must have cost Carlos tens of millions. And he had spent that without

CEO's office at

the door to Carlos' office and reported,

Miranda?' Carlos was surprised. "Let her in," he said with

purple suit. "Carlos, tell me about... Evelyn," she

his brows, Carlos stared at Miranda as he rose from his chair. "You two get

had a child. "Who's the father?" she urged after a

took the tray from him, put the cups on

ear and sighed. "I can't. I need to know." When she discovered Evelyn's existence, she was so excited she had booked a flight immediately, heading back to Y City. Carlos decided to let her be difficult. He took out his phone and scrolled through the

photo of the DNA test

joy. It looked out of place. Even Carlos had seldom seen this expression. Anyone else might be shocked. She mumbled, "I knew it.

She's ours," Carlos

went on, "I always hoped you two would give me grandkids. I would like to take her to New York so I

I can't just transfer you. Besides, you already

me. Don't worry." She put her bag on the sofa and sat down. After sipping some coffee, she said in a low voice, "And yes, I do have another grandkid, but Evelyn's my

didn't raise him. He'd spent thirty years

about this, Miranda looked at him lovingly, no longer the tough and capable businesswoman but

her. He could feel her love. This was the natural bond between

fine with a transfer here. As for taking care of Evelyn, you need

smile. "So, it's not up to

at taking control of things, but when it came to Debbie,