Her update had racked up more than two hundred Likes. But still, there was no trace of Carlos.


    “He must be busy. He’llment Later, sheforted herself.


    Looking at the food on the table, French fries, roast steak, beef pie, roast chicken… suddenly, she


    understood why Carlos had hired Ethel


    Mei to take care of her.


    She didn’t feel so hot right now. Her stomach just didn’t seem to Like this kind of food. It was okay to


    eat it once, maybe twice, for a change of pace. But to eat it every day would kill her.


    ‘carlos is so thoughtful. He is so good to me, * she thought happily.


    She picked up her phone to check thements, and then she saw something from Carlos!


    Her eyes were glued to the screen, hands holding the phone tightly—she didn’t want to miss one single


    word.


    “Debbie, you’re waiting for me to eat junk food with you?”


    ‘Junk food?’ Debbie stared at the fries. ‘Never mind. He doesn’t have much time toment, because


    he’s so busy.’ Then she replied to hisment, “Yes, if you love him, take him to eat junk food.”


    In his office, Carlos smiled at her words. Zelda, who was doing a report, was confused. ‘I’m talking


    about something serious and irritating. Why is Carlos smiling? What’s so funny?’


    She checked the file from beginning to end but found nothing amusing.


    “Um, Carlos…” Zelda said cautiously.


    Instantly, Carlos’ smile was gone. He looked at her with a poker face and said, “You’re in charge of this


    project. Now that there’s a problem, it falls on you guys to make it right.”


    “0-Okay, Carlos,” she replied nervously.


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    Debbie had been in Ennd for a few days now. The day she reported to her university, she met


    someone she was familiar with.


    Gus, who had always been an odd egg, ran towards her with a huge smile on his face.


    “Debbie, long time no see,” he said, aplex look in his eyes.


    Debbie looked at him and walked past without a word.


    ‘What did I do wrong?” he mused with a confused frown.


    But it didn’t matter. The thought that he was actually Debbie’s uncle put him in a good mood again.


    He caught up with her and proimed, “Niece, as your uncle, I havee here to keep youpany.


    Are you moved? Come on! Call me


    “Uncle’


    The truth was that he didn’t want to study abroad at all, because that meant being away from his


    girlfriend. Curtis had tricked him intoing here.


    Making Debbie call him “Uncle” was the only thing he was interested in at the moment.