Take My Breath Away

Carlos cast a sidelong glance at the woman holding his arm, and then let go of David.

He shook off Debbie's hands, pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Uncle Noel, it's me, Carlos. You may have to inspect The No. 1 Nightclub. I suspect they are engaging in organized prostitution."

The manager was shocked to hear his words. 'Dammit! We're so screwed!' he thought. Putting on a pitiful look, he pleaded, "Mr. Huo, David was wrong. Please don't be mad at him."

Carlos gave him a cold glare and said, "Get out."

The manager didn't dare disobey his orders. He shut his mouth and quickly left the private booth with David.

Only Debbie, Kasie, Carlos and his friends were left behind in the booth.

Curtis was aware that Carlos was about to teach Debbie a good lesson. To protect her, he pulled Debbie to his side and stood between her and Carlos.

"Carlos, why not let Debbie stay with Colleen for a couple of days? Her visa has been issued already, right? How about we drive her to the airport then?" Curtis offered.

Debbie was amused by the current scenario in the booth. She was now standing behind Curtis. Everyone else, except Carlos, stood behind her. Damon's date was long gone. There were nine people in the booth. And Carlos was confronting eight of them. But strength wasn't always the solution for victory.

Carlos straightened his suit and looked at Debbie, who was standing behind Curtis. "Come here!"

Debbie was not afraid of him—she was boiling over with rage. She wanted to ask him whether he had been with Megan the past week. "What do you want with me now? You can do whatever you want, but you deprive me of my lawful rights. Don't you think it's unfair?"

Carlos looked her in the eye and retorted, "It is not your lawful right to hang around with other men."

Staring defiantly at him, Debbie snapped back, "My husband is cheating on me, while I am left to stay alone at home. I can't live like that!"

"Stop your nonsense! When did I cheat on you? I was just hanging out with my friends."

"Hanging out with your friends?" Debbie sneered. "Mr. Lu has brought his fiancee along. Wesley is with hi

Adriana is such a good wife; I need to treat her well, ' he mused.

'Go on reprimanding Carlos?' The others were amused by Emmett's frightened reaction.

Carlos was short-tempered, and they had never dared to offend him. But Debbie was not afraid of him at all; she was clearly throwing a tantrum in front of him. Although he tried to threaten her, she didn't give a damn.

Everyone looked at them with sheer excitement.

'Reprimand Carlos?' Debbie rolled her eyes. In a mocking tone, she told Emmett, "No, no, no. I wouldn't dare reprimand the great Mr. Huo. Why would I even try to? He always chooses other people over me. Did you know that he even filled my favorite swimming pool? Unbelievable, right?" 'And what's more...he knew I was mad at him, yet he banged me again and again while I was completely drunk. He is an asshole! A pervert!

' Carlos sighed with profound resignation. "Debbie, can you stop this nonsense? It was you who had wanted to fill the swimming pool."

Debbie was confused. "You are lying! I never said that," she snapped back.

Carlos was too tired to argue with her. He said coldly, "Let's go back home and talk."

He grabbed her wrist and tried to drag her to the door.

Debbie was startled by his sudden move. "No! I'm not going anywhere with you. Let go of me! I'm staying with Colleen!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.

She broke herself free and hid behind Colleen's back.