Wesley turned around and spat, “She’s not my girlfriend!”


    Debbie giggled. ‘I didn’t even specifically mention whom I was referring to. Why are you so angry?


    You’re just stubborn, Wesley!” She Laughed and shook her head.


    As Wesley walked across the corridor, someone suddenly sprang out from nowhere and blocked his


    path. As a reflexive military officer, Wesley defended himself and attacked swiftly.


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    The man was helplessly pressed against the wall; his arms were locked on his back by one of Wesley’s


    hands and his face was pressed to the cold concrete wall by the other. He groaned in pain, “Hey! It’s


    me,


    Damon. Calm down!”


    Hearing his voice, Wesley finally took a closer look at his friend and loosened his hands to let him go.


    Massaging his aching cheek, Damon protested furiously, “Bro, you and


    Carlos need to change your attitude! Both of you are so vignt and enjoy taking preemptive action.”


    Damon had experienced the same misery twice by Carlos. Since then, he never dared to show up in


    front of him out of the blue.


    Wesley had seldom been alone with Damon in the past, because thetter used to be a member of a


    gang called the Macro Gang. Normally, they should be enemies to each other. Damon used to work in


    the underworld, while Wesley was in the Lawman business.


    So secretly, Damon was always scared of Wesley. He knew that if he did something that crossed the


    line, he would definitely be caught and locked up in jail by this righteous fellow.


    But Damon had dropped out of the gang, for his wife’s sake. So he could finally feel more rxed while


    facing Wesley and they had more chances to be together now.


    Wesley gave him a contemptuous nce and chided, “You’re a mature adult. Can you stop being so


    childish?”


    Damon wasn’t in the mood to argue with him. He stretched out his right hand in front of him, palm up,


    as if he was asking for something


    Wesley coldly squinted at his hand and joked, “What? You want me to cut your pinky and sell it? Is it


    worth anything?”


    Damon was furious and he red his nostrils in anger. He touched his chest to suppress his anger.


    “You’re a mature man too. Can you stop being this snarky and sharp-tongued every day? Forget it! I


    don’t want to bother myself arguing with you at the moment. Where’s your pistol?


    Give it to me now. You remember our bet, right? You see how Carlos spoils his wife now? Even we


    don’t me her for anything anymore. So you know who the winner is, don’t you?”


    At the beginning of Carlos and Debbie’s rtionship, Wesley and Damon had made a bet. Damon


    believed that Carlos would be a ve to his wife, but Wesley didn’t think so. Now, the result of the


    bet was obvious, judging from how Carlos didn’t dare me Debbie even after she hurt Megan.


    Even as Debbie’s husband, Carlos didn’t think to teach her a lesson, let alone Wesley or other friends


    of his. They could do nothing but turn a blind eye on whatever Debbie did.


    Wesley used to stand by Megan’s side whenever she had a conflict with


    Debbie. But recently, he had started feeling that something was wrong with Megan. She had be


    unpredictable and had taken the initiative to provoke Debbie time and again, which of course, made it


    even more impossible for Wesley to me Debbie.


    “No way!” Wesley red at Damon, bearing his anger. In his mind, he cursed Carlos, ‘Carlos, I’m so


    disappointed in you. Aren’t you well known as a cold and overbearing CEO? How can you surrender to


    a woman so easily? You’re too weak! Now I Lost my bet because of you!’


    That blunt reply got on Damon’s nerves. He snapped in a displeased tone, “Wesley, are you a man or


    not?”