Carlos turned to stare at Curtis, his face fell. After a while, he said, “Okay, I see. Just report to your post


    and stand by for more orders.”


    Confused by his stare, Curtis asked with doubt, “What happened?”


    Carlos put his phone away and tidied up his clothes, returning to his stoic and imperious self. He said


    calmly, “Gus… Curtis, why did youe here? Are you and your brother trying to make trouble, or…”


    ‘My brother? Gus?’ Curtis suddenly realized that Gus hade to the hospital for another checkup


    today. He chuckled under his breath.


    “Gus didn’t mean anything by doing this. He had the stomach flu two days ago. He’s recovered, but the


    doctor asked him toe back to make sure…”


    “So Deb got lucky!” Curtis Laughed in his mind.


    Damon had been silently watching the show the whole time. He wasughing, because the situation


    was so absurd. Debbie was definitely giving Carlos a taste of his own medicine. Now he walked up to


    Carlos and rested his hands on Carlos’ shoulders, looking into his eyes. A momentter, under the


    stoic man’s cold nce, Damon finally said,


    “I’m sorry.”


    As amused as he was, he did feel sorry for Carlos. Debbie was such a troublemaker. Meanwhile, he


    felt lucky that his own wife was mature,posed and charming.


    Outside the hospital


    In the driver’s seat, while driving the car, a young man took a nce at the cars behind them in the


    rear-view mirror. When he confirmed that there was no suspicious car following them, he finally let his


    guard down. ring at the panting woman in the passenger seat, he confronted her, “Hey, Debbie, you


    running from someone?”


    Debbie patted her chest to steady her breath.


    “Yeah.” ‘My husband!’ she eximed in her mind.


    Gus snorted. He wouldn’t believe her words. He didn’t bother saying anything more about it. Instead,


    he said outright, “Get out of my car at the next intersection. And remember the fare.”


    “You’re charging me for the ride? Should I call Mr. Loftus now?” As she said this, she pulled out her


    phone from her pocket.


    Gus shouted with anger, “Hey! If it weren’t for me, those guys would have caught you! Is this how you


    thank me?”


    Debbie rxed her whole body and leaned back weakly in her seat.


    “Can


    I ride a little while longer? Long enough for a few phone calls?


    Then, she called Jared first.


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    “Hey, Jared, drinks tonight!”


    Unexpectedly, it was Jared’s dad who answered the phone.


    “Debbie? It’s Jasper.”


    “Oh hello, Jasper!” Debbie said politely


    Jasper smiled and replied in a more formal and courteous voice, “Hello Debbie. I’m afraid Jared isn’t


    free tonight. Take a rain check?”