“What’s…this? Are you a musician too, or…”


    Carlos raised his eyebrows.


    “Do you think I have an interest in music?”


    Instantly, tears sprang to her eyes. In a sob, she asked, “How do you know I’m crazy about music?”


    Seeing her reddened eyes, Carlos held her hand and dragged her out of the room, while warning, “I


    know you love music. But stop crying. I installed this studio for you to entertain yourself but not for you


    to cry. Understand?”


    Debbie repeatedly nodded her head, but her effort to hold back the tears was in vain. They began


    streaming down her cheeks


    Carlos helplessly wiped off her tears before pushing another door.


    “Stop crying now, or… well, you’ll find out!”


    “Find out what?” Debbie asked while sobbing.


    Carlos looked toward the music studio, drew closer to her and whispered yfully, “How about we have


    some sexy time in the music studio?”


    These words worked. In an instant, Debbie turned her tears intoughter and rebuked, “You jerk!” She


    patted his body several times to vent her anger.


    Then, she pulled a tissue and wiped off her tears. When she calmed down, Carlos led her into the


    second room.


    This room was totally different from the music studio. A lot of colorful bottles and containers sat on the


    shelves.


    At first, she didn’t know what they were used for, but when she noticed a set of molds and equipment,


    she finally understood.


    “This is to make lipsticks?” she asked.


    Carlos pinched her cheek.


    “Clever. Yes. This is a Lipstickb. I have hired some professional technicians to teach you how to


    make


    Lipsticks.”


    Her emotions were stirred again. She could hardly find the words to express herself.


    “I… I don’t need… so many lipstick…”


    “I have registered apany for you-Decar Cosmetics. You can sell the lipsticks you don’t need or the


    shades you don’t like. I’ve arranged for some designers to work on the packaging. You can pick your


    favorite designter. As for the advertising and the marketing channel, Emmett can handle those.”


    Debbie squeezed Carlos’ hands while Listening attentively to each word he said.


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    “Decar…” she repeated the brand name.


    Carlos kissed her on the lips and then gently stroked the tear stains on her face with his thumb.


    “Decar is thebination of Debbie and