Take My Breath Away

Then Debbie learned that Carlos was Prof. Marc Dou's student too, which came as a surprise. And Emmett turned out to be Prof. Marc Dou's stepson.

When Emmett was 13, his mom remarried Marc. And Emmett had lived with his mom in the professor's house afterwards.

As Emmett's stepfather, Marc didn't spoil the boy. On the contrary, being an educator, he was strict with him, especially about his education, which turned the rebellious adolescent against him. Emmett vowed that he would never call Marc "Father," nor would he ever use Marc's family name. To this day, Emmett kept his family name Zhong. Therefore, despite being father and son, Emmett and Marc had different family names. That was why the connection between them had never occurred to Debbie.

But as Emmett grew up, he realized that Marc cared about him a lot. When it came to Emmett's marriage, he was even more concerned than Emmett's mom.

He had sent Emmett on more than thirty blind dates within a couple of months. If Emmett hadn't been so busy, Marc would have made it three blind dates a day for him.

When they walked out of the VIP passage for first-class passengers, Carlos took out his phone and called Marc just as he had said. "Prof. Dou, Emmett has been so idle lately he has even started to sabotage my relationship with my wife. If you run out of candidates for his blind dates, I can have Tristan send you the name list of all the socialite divas and rich girls in Y City. You're welcome, Professor. Yes, my wife is with me right now. We're flying to New York. We'll visit you after the New Year. Please send my regards for your wife and wish her a 'Happy New Year!' for me. We're boarding. Bye, Professor."

When the call ended, Carlos turned his phone off.

"Mr. Huo, are you sure you haven't gone too far? Aren't you worried that Emmett might rise in revolt?"

"Not far at all." Carlos had kept his cool in Debbie's presence. If she weren't around, he would have humiliated Emmett with useless errands, just to remind him who was in charge here.

For getting too close to Debbie, Carlos would use every opportuni

She smiled, she cared, she stroked their faces affectionately. It seemed all of a sudden she had turned from the icy cold witch into a cordial, loving grandma. It struck Debbie that the Huo family didn't care for her. Neither the dad nor the grandma.

It sucked.

The old lady's smiles lightened the atmosphere in the living room. Megan ran to Valerie Cheng and hugged her tightly. "Valerie, I missed you so much! I've been thinking about coming to visit you all along, but Uncle Carlos had been busy, so we weren't able to come until today." It was the lunar New Year's Eve in China.

Gradually, everybody lightened up. Lewis, the chatterbox, began, "Megan, Grandma has missed you and Carlos. She just couldn't stop talking about you. Grandma, now that they are here, can we eat? I'm starving."

Valerie Cheng nodded, holding Megan's hand. "Carlos, Megan, after a long flight, you must be hungry and tired. Let's go eat," she said.

Carlos didn't respond. He pulled Debbie, who had been slighted and embarrassed, close to his side. His eyes swept over the others in the room. "Wait!" he said coldly.

His icy tone brought everyone to a halt. Nobody dared to take one more step.

Valerie Cheng, who had just gotten up, slumped back into the couch at Carlos' command. Everyone could see that the dad and grandma didn't like Debbie. Watching Carlos, they all wondered what he was going to say.