Debbie shook her head in a bid to sober up and asked, “You called me?
What for?”
Realizing that Debbie was drunk, Portia took a deep breath to calm down, then raised her left leg and
put her foot down on the chair.
“Clean my boots!” she ordered. Obviously, she wanted to insult Debbie.
Debbie nodded, “Sure.”
She grabbed a piece of red dragon fruit from the fruit tter and spread it onto Portia’s boot.
“Actually, ck boots don’t suit you.
Red ones look better. See?” Debbie sounded satisfied.
The ck boot was covered with the juice and flesh of the red dragon fruit.
Portia couldn’t believe her eyes. Unable to maintain her elegant demeanor anymore, she yelled,
“Debbie! These boots cost me $130, 000.
Do you think you can afford topensate?”
Debbie shook her head honestly.
“I can’t afford topensate. I have no money.” ALL the money she used was from Carlos.
Hearing that Debbie didn’t have any money made Portia feel much better.
She was pleased that Debbie was living a hard life. With a mocking smile, she said, “I don’t care
whether you have money or not, you mustpensate for my boots. Oh, and the night dress as well.
Otherwise, I will teach you a Lesson.”
At that moment, a boy tried to hit Debbie on Portia’s behalf, but
Debbie knocked him down.
Just then, the door to the private booth was opened from the outside.
Several policemen entered and shouted, “Don’t move!”
Meanwhile, in a new three-story vi, Megan propped up her chin with her hands and fixed her eyes on
Carlos, who was sitting opposite her and eating noodles.
“Uncle Carlos, there’s something I want to tell you…”
“Go on.” Although Carlos looked calm andposed, his thoughts were all on Debbie.
Megan hesitated for a long time, as if she was struggling for words.
Finally, she said in a low voice, “I saw a man kissing Aunt Debbie in an underground car park the other
day.”
Carlos froze for a moment, and then said, “Okay. I already know that.”This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.