“Thank you.”


    “No problem, Debbie. Drink it while it’s still warm. What do you want to eat for Lunch? I’ll cook it for


    you.”


    “Oh don’t worry about it, Julie. I’ll have Lunch in the school canteen.


    You can go home when you finish your work.” Debbie didn’t n to go back to the vi to have Lunch,


    and she hadn’t made up her mind as to whether she would sleep in the vi or in the dorm this evening.


    “ALL right. Then have your breakfast,” Julie said. After cing a bowl of porridge on the table, Julie


    went into the kitchen to continue her work.


    The hot, yummy breakfast made Debbie feel much better.


    Leaving her empty dishes on the table, she picked up her backpack and walked towards the entrance


    of the vi.


    The gates opened and a gust of wind blew swirls of snow across the sidewalk. Not wanting to walk in


    this weather, she was about to take out her phone to call Matan, her driver assigned by Carlos, when


    suddenly she heard Carlos’ low voice.


    “Get in the car.”


    Before Debbie could say anything, his ck Emperor car pulled up by the curb. Emmett got out and


    greeted the couple.


    “Carlos, Debbie, good morning.”


    Debbie nodded and gave him a smile. Turning to Carlos, who was already holding the car door open


    for her, she said, “Thank you for your kindness, Carlos, but I’m good. I’m calling Matan.”


    She then stepped back from the car, ignoring the man.


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    Emmett was left speechless. He looked back and forth between her and


    Carlos awkwardly. ‘Were they fighting again?’ he wondered. ‘Debbie is so brave to turn Carlos down


    like that. In all my years working for


    Carlos, Debbie is the only one who dares to reject him.’


    With an exasperated expression, Carlos strode towards Debbie, grabbed her wrist, pulled her towards


    the car, and pushed her into the back seat, ignoring her objections.


    He then slid into the back seat of the car too.


    Emmett secretly gave Carlos a thumbs-up. ‘Well done, Carlos*


    Fuming with rage, Debbie cast a fierce nce at the man sitting next to her. If expressions could kill,


    Carlos would have been killed a thousand times over. Her mind wasing up with the meanest words


    to curse him with.


    But on second thought, she decided it was best not to say anything, as


    Carlos had various ways of getting back at her. The only thing she could do to vent her anger was


    throw murderous looks at him every now and then.


    “I’ve already sent Megan back. You must move back to the vi now,” he said coldly, breaking the


    silence.


    In no mood to talk to him, Debbie snorted and turned to look out the window.


    Carlos rubbed his arching brow and wondered, ‘What should I do to cool her down?’ “If you refuse to


    move back, I’ll have to bring you to my office and then take you back to the vi when I get off work.”