Chapter: 99


    Carlos’ eyes dimmed. He looked at Debbie sharply and took a step forward. Debbie took a step back,


    poised for defense.


    “I’m warning you.


    If youe any closer to me, I won’t hesitate to fight you!”


    “Fight me? Good! I can’t wait.” He abruptly pushed her on the desk behind her and then leaned


    forward.


    They found their bodies in an awkward and yet erotic posture. Debbie could hardly move. She wriggled


    and tried to free her arms, but to no avail.


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    “Let go of me,” she demanded.


    “Go to the university with me this afternoon and attend my ss. Maybe you don’t want to, but you


    have no choice. No more cutting school, especially my sses. At half past three this afternoon, my


    first ss is International Finance. You know which ssroom it is. If I don’t see you there…” Carlos


    pinched her on the waist as a warning.


    Debbie uttered a yelp and blushed with embarrassment.


    “Do we have to talk like this? Can’t you let go of me first?”


    No one had ever treated her like this. This old, Lustful man had been disrespectful to her several times


    now.


    He’d better mind his actions, or some day he might be a eunuch in his sleep.


    Helpless, she red at him with resentment as her cheeks puffed up. It seemed like the anger boiling


    up inside her was going to burst out at any moment. Fortunately, Carlos released her from his restraint.


    Soon, Tristan drove her back to Esastin Vi. After they had arrived, he made sure to give Debbie’s


    Luggage to Julie before he left.


    “Debbie,


    Debbie said that you must attend his ss at half past three,”


    Tristan reminded her before he took off.


    She clenched her fists, feeling immensely irritated. ‘He wants me to show up to his ss? Well, guess


    what? I won’t.’


    At half past three, Carlos walked into the multimedia ssroom, which was packed with almost one


    thousand students present. He started with a small speech, during which he swept over his audience.


    When he was sure


    Debbie wasn’t there, his face clouded up.


    ‘Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.‘ Carlos realized that he had made a


    mistake. Before that moment, somewhere in his heart he had still believed that she wasn’t a bad


    person. However, now it seemed to him that he had given her too much credit.


    It was a little past 6 p.m. when Debbie was seen in a cafe. She was talking to Jared on WeChat when


    two bodyguards appeared in the shop.


    “Mrs. Hilton, Carlos asked us to pick you up,” they said.


    Instead of responding to what they said, she continued talking on the phone.


    Puzzled, the bodyguards looked at each other, and then one of them said, “Mrs. Hilton, Carlos has


    given us strict orders to carry you home on our shoulders, if that’s what it takes.”


    “Please, by all means, do what you must,” Debbie countered casually.