Take My Breath Away

Carlos rubbed his arching brow and swore to himself that he would never divorce Debbie, however hard she was to handle.

"Yes, I admit that she's a wilful girl. But luckily, she doesn't smoke. Nor does she hang out with dubious people." Carlos paused for a moment and then added, "Apart from your brother, Jared."

'Is my brother a dubious fellow in your eyes?' Damon thought to himself.

He couldn't help grinning at Carlos' description of Jared. "You're right. He's not very reliable," commented Damon. Jared, as a rich second generation, had some disreputable associates. And Damon believed it was quite normal.

Wesley, who had finished playing golf, went back to rejoin his friends. He sat down in his seat and said indifferently, "Megan's 18th birthday is coming next month. Where are we going to celebrate her birthday?"

Five years ago, Wesley and Carlos had adopted Megan Lan.

She was an innocent and adorable girl, whom Damon and Curtis had grown quite fond of.

"Since it's Megan's coming-of-age ceremony, we need to make it a grand one. Why don't we celebrate it on her favorite island? We can drink, sing and dance all night long," said Damon.

After some consideration, Carlos offered, "She loves the island in Q City. I'll buy the island for her as a gift and you guys will be in charge of the other affairs."

Damon made a face and exclaimed, "Wow, look at you, Mr. President. The island at least costs hundreds of millions of dollars. You made it sound like you are going to buy groceries at some convenience store. If I were a woman, I would do everything I could to make you mine. After all, owning Carlos Huo means owning the world."

Carlos cast a chilly glance at Damon and mocked, "If you were a woman, you would look butt-ugly. No man would fall for you."

Damon, who had always been proud of his handsome face, was enraged by Carlos' mean words. "Carlos Huo, you're just jealous of me and my looks. I'm such a handsome man. If I were a woman, I would be the most beautiful woman in the world. Am I right, Wesley?"

Ignoring Damon's shallow expression, Wesley refilled his and Carlos' glasses. He clinked glasses with Carlos and said, "I'm on a vacation now and I have plenty of time to spare for the party. Don't worry. I'll take care of everything. If I need your help, I'll call Emmett."

Carlos shook the glass in his hand and said briefly, "Call Tristan."

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quite a punch despite its weight and size.

"Okay. If I win, you need to leave the gang."

Damon remained silent for a while. After a lot of contemplation, he was almost certain that he would be the winner. He nodded and raised his glass.

They gulped their wine, put the glasses on the table and left the booth to catch up with Carlos.

Debbie's high school classmates' gathering happened to be on the same day. Jared had made a reservation at the Orchid Private Club in advance. Debbie arrived on the phone with her Yoga teacher asking for a leave. All the while Jared showed her the way as she was completely unaware of the club she was in.

When the call ended, she was already in a private booth.

It was the largest booth in the club. There were four big tables in the room and many guests had already arrived.

When the people saw Jared, they all stood up to greet him. It was the first time that they had been to such a luxurious club together.

The club was for members only, and the annual fee alone cost millions. Therefore, they couldn't help but fawn on Jared.

Jared was obviously in a good mood. Tugging at his sleeve, Debbie asked him in a low voice, "Why did you book a room here? Are you sure you can afford it?"

"Don't worry. I have my brother's VIP card. There is at least ten million in it. So, enjoy the night and help yourself with everything here." Debbie knew that Jared had an older brother named Damon, but her impression of him wasn't exactly positive. Although, she had met him once or twice in passing, she had long forgotten what he looked like in person.