“Aren’t you mad?”
“Yes, I’m mad, but not at you. Get Lewis on the phone.”
“Er O0-Okay… Hey, Mr. Jerk, it’s for you!” Carlos heard Debbie’s voiceing from the other end.
‘Mr. Jerk?’ Carlos chuckled. ‘Well, she’s not wrong.’
Confused, Lewis took over the phone.
“Me? Who is this?”
He saw the caller ID-Mr. Hilton—and wondered, ‘Another Hilton. Do I know him?’ He asked casually,
“Hello, who is this?”
“Me. The simple word scared Lewis to death-he recognized Carlos‘ voice.
He eyed Debbie up and down, wondering who she was to Carlos.
“Hey,
Carlos, what’s up?”
Lewis’ words caught Portia’s attention. ‘Did Carlos call Debbie?‘
She looked back and forth between Debbie and Lewis and thought to herself, ‘Why did Carlos call
Debbie? How are they rted?’
After Carlos said something, Lewis nodded immediately.
“Okay. I get it.
I’ll be there soon.”
After hanging up, Lewis fixed his gaze on Debbie. After a long time, he decided to take her with him to
meet Carlos.
“Let’s get going.” He grabbed her wrist.
Debbie shook off his hand in disgust and snapped, “Where? Why should I go with you?”
“I’m heading to my cousin’s office. This is your fault. And you need to tell him.” Lewis didn’t know why
he had to take Debbie with him, but he had a gut feeling that he would be much safer if he took Debbie
to meet his cousin.
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Ralph, who had just sent two patrolmen away, approached them and offered, “Lewis, Miss Debbie, I’ll
get the car.”
Debbie bid Kasie goodbye and was about to get into the car when Portia grabbed her arm-hard.
“No! We’re not done Portia yelled. Her men would arrive in a few minutes. She had no intention of
letting Debbie off the hook so easily.
Before Debbie could respond, Lewis pulled Portia away and snapped impatiently, “Get the hell out of
here, Portia. I thought you were an ice queen, but you’re really as clingy as an octopus.”
He didn’t love Portia; he just took it as a challenge to melt the ice queen’s heart. But now she was
getting on his nerves.