Chapter: 171


    “He’s a piece of crap! Cheating on his wife with two other women,” she spat.


    She was unrelenting-she insisted on working. And it fell upon Jared to find her another job. This time


    the position was a sales associate ina supermarket. However, within three days, Debbie was fired from


    that job as well. The manager didn’t take kindly to the bruises she left on his face. Who knew? “He had


    iting! He’s a bully.” Again, she didn’t think she did anything wrong.


    But she was hell-bent and determined to work. And Jared was on the verge of having a nervous


    breakdown. Then one day, Kristina said to


    Debbie, “Deb, why don’t you sing with me in the bar? You have a wonderful singing voice. I know the


    barflies will love you, and if anyone can bring the mo in, it’s you.”


    “Okay, why not?” Debbie agreed. While the girls cheered excitedly,


    Jared was worried to death. As much as he wanted Debbie to have a job, he thought it was a Lousy


    idea to let her work in a bar, considering that she already hit someone in both the supermarket and the


    cafe. It was not hard to predict what was going to happen to have Debbie working in a ce as chaotic


    as a bar.


    But Jared might catch a break this time. He was a little more easy-going, when he realized that one of


    his friends was a regr; he could go with him and watch over Debbie.


    Debbie had a problem. She had to attend Carlos’ Lessons every evening, so she couldn’t sing in the


    bar every night.


    Of course, Jared came up with a solution. He told the manager that


    Debbie didn’t have to work in the bar every day; she coulde there when she could and be paid by


    the hour. Intimidated by Jared’s status, the manager agreed.


    Since Carlos was so busy, sometimes he would have to cancel the lesson, like tonight. Earlier, he


    texted Debbie, saying he couldn’t make it tonight. Debbie was d that she could go to the bar and


    make some money.


    The first two nights, Jared stayed in the bar to keep an eye on her.


    Some men confessed their love for Debbie, but except for that, nobody dared harass her.


    On the third night, Debbie won everyone’s heart with “Love Paradise.”


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    For half an hour the DJ used the widescreen in the bar to disy the deration of his love for Debbie.


    “Be my girlfriend, Debbie. I love you,” he shouted passionately through the microphone.


    Then the customers mored excitedly.


    “I’m married. I have a husband,”


    Debbie told the DJ.


    But since she wasn’t wearing a wedding ring, nobody believed her.


    At length, she was able to pick up the mic, wait for the background music to start, and start singing


    once more.


    Once she started singing “Pray for You”, a man in the VIP area on the second floor sprang up from the


    sofa with a ss of liquor sloshing in his hand. The girl hadn’t noticed, just singing beautifully,


    hypnotizing the throng with her siren-like voice. Standing by the


    French window, Carlos squinted at her gloomily. ‘When did she start here? Why wasn’t I told?’


    He wouldn’t have evene to such a ce if he didn’t have to deal with something important there


    that night.


    Blissfully unaware that Carlos was watching her from above, Debbie continued singing.