“Er…okay.. At longst, his words began to take effect. In fact she was getting teary-eyed, just


    Listening to him.


    “Thank you, dad, for giving me the best husband in the world!


    Dad, you know, I’m Living a happy life now, ‘ she thought to herself.


    In Carlos’ ss that afternoon, Debbie fixed her gaze upon the man standing on the podium, with one


    hand propped against her chin. The affection in her eyes made Jared’s flesh creep.


    “I didn’t expect a tomboy Like you to fall in Love with a man. Stop staring at your husband like that. I’m


    afraid that he would make out with you right here right now…”


    Smack! Debbie pped Jared on the shoulder.


    ‘What a jerk! How could he say that in ss?’ Debbie thought.


    She then realized that she was overreacting and immediately lowered her eyes to look at the book, as


    if nothing had happened. But it was toote. While she had been staring at Carlos, many in the ss


    had noticed him watching her as well.


    Clearing his voice, Carlos turned to Jared and said, “The chap at the back of the second line to my left.


    Please stand up and answer the question.”


    Everyone turned to look at Jared. He cursed inwardly, ‘Damn it! So


    Carlos is avenging his wife?”


    While he rose slowly from his seat, he heard Carlos add, “Please tell us what you’ve learned so far.”


    “What’s he up to?!” wondered an incredulous Jared.


    Watching him struggle for an answer, Debbie giggled with mischief.


    Jared turned to Dixion for help, but the Latter Looked away as if he didn’t get his point. Jared pretended


    to clear his voice, but the exaggerated manner had the ss in stitches. Eventually, he excused


    himself, “I’m sorry, Mr. Carlos. I think my memory…”


    Determined, Carlos cast him a cold nce and ordered, “Stand there.


    The girl sitting next to him, please stand up and answer my question.”


    The girl sitting next to him? Sitting on Jared’s right side was a boy, and the girl sitting next to him…


    Debbie?!


    “Holy crap!’ Debbie cursed quietly as she stood up. All through, her mind had wandered off to fantasies


    of her nights together with Carlos.


    “What is AIP short for?”


    Carlos’ question surprised everyone in the ss. ‘Seriously? Such a simple question?’


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    Any jerk taking Financial at the university could answer that straight if woken out of sleep.


    For a moment, Debbie had to suppress her Laughter. Why was he using kid gloves on her? Anyway,


    she answered proudly, “AIP is short for automatic investment n.”


    “Good!” Carlos praised her with a smile. The shallowness of the whole question made Jared curse.


    “Come on, dude! Give us a break! Stop disying how much you’re crazy about Debbie when we are


    here!‘