Chapter: 44


    “Book a ticket to New York for me.” There were a few things he had to do anyway. One, he wanted to


    pay his grandfather a visit. And two, he preferred to talk with his wife about their divorce in person. ‘It


    was better not to dy either of those matters, ‘ he thought to himself.


    “Yes, Carlos.”


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    Initially, Debbie had nned to have some fun in New York before flying back home. Butter on, she


    had received a message from Gail out of the blue. It was regarding Lucinda; she had gotten into an


    ident.


    As soon as she read it, she called Sebastian to check on her aunt’s situation. Her uncle did not sound


    too distressed.


    “It’s not that bad,” he said in aforting voice. But despite Sebastian’s reassurance, she was still


    worried. After the phone call, she quickly packed her things and went to the airport.


    The moment she got on the homeward bound ne, Carlos’ ne justnded in New York. But due to


    a curious twist of fate, they missed their chances of having their first meeting as a married couple,


    ironically to discuss their divorce.


    Six dayster, Carlos came back from New York as well, but he did not have any time to rest. A


    meeting with an important client had been scheduled at Orchid Private Club. As soon as he got off the


    ne, he had to head straight to the venue if he wanted to arrive on time.


    The night fell. A Bentley sped past along the road.


    Due to the evening rush hour, they were stuck in a traffic jam that extended all the way to the


    intersection. The car wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. Carlos rolled down the car window and lit a


    cigarette.


    Tired, he took a drag on the cigarette to elevate his spirits.


    While his car was not moving, Carlos saw a bunch of people fighting in ane. Seven men had


    cornered a woman against a wall. Something about the scenario felt oddly familiar.


    When he saw who the woman was, Carlos coughed out a mouthful of smoke which hid the look in his


    eyes.


    The conflict amongst the eight people did not Last long. When one of the seven men raised a hand, the


    youngdy deftly kicked him who was going to strike her.


    Emmett, who was bing uneasy in the car, worried that his boss might get impatient and Lash out


    on him. He fidgeted in his spot and his eyes wandered around in the streets as well. His eyes widened


    when he saw themotion.


    In a surprised voice, he eximed, “Carlos! Isn’t that…” The shock made him stutter.


    “Isn’t that Mrs. — I mean, Debbie?” Once Emmett was certain that it was indeed Debbie, he could not


    believe his eyes. The woman was fighting alone against one, two, three… seven men. Debbie was in a


    fight against seven men!


    While stubbing out the cigarette, Carlos exhaled thest mouthful of smoke, and demanded, “Shut up!”


    No one needed to tell him who the Lady was. Even from afar, he had quickly recognized that it was


    Debbie in another brawl. ‘Does she have nothing else better to do?’ he thought, scowling.


    Emmett opened the door and was about to get out of the car when he heard his boss‘ cold voice.


    “If you get out of this car,” Carlos began, “don’t bother getting in again.”


    Frozen, Emmett stopped himself just in time. His mind was reeling.


    Under the firm gaze of his boss, the conflicted man could only utter,


    “But…” Even though his hesitance was clear, Carlos did not respond.


    He was not worried about the woman’s well-being. If he remembered correctly, she had kicked the


    asses of nine well-trained security guards during the Loftus family’s party before.


    Lighting a second cigarette, Carlos turned to Emmett.


    “Start walking to the club. I’m going to park the car somewhere first,” he said indifferently.