Debbie looked at her, her eyes full of scorn.


    “When did I admit anything? Are you hearing voices?”


    “You…” She thought about it and then realized Debbie hadn’t admitted to killing Megan.


    Carlos shook Stephanie’s hands off and told her coldly, “I’ve already had my men look into it. Debbie


    didn’t kill Megan. Quit saying that.”


    Stephanie gritted her teeth as Carlos scolded her. That wasn’t in the n at all. She turned to look at


    the other woman and saw her wrap herself in a clean towel and leave.


    Carlos tagged along as if they were a couple. He requested an iced coconut from a waiter, inserted a


    straw in it and handed it to Debbie.


    “What are you doing?” she asked.


    He said impatiently, “I can’t stand sweet foods


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    “So he’s giving his coconut drink to me? Not his fiancee?’


    Debbie looked at Stephanie and their eyes met. With a smug smile, she took the coconut from Carlos


    and took a huge mouthful of the coconut water through the straw.


    “Wow! So good!” she said, settling herself into a deck chair.


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    “Sweeter than the previous one, ‘ she thought. ‘He gave his coconut drink to me. So he didn’t care if he


    pissed Stephanie off?’


    Carlosy down in another deck chair next to hers and said abruptly,


    “Don’t wear a bikini again.”


    Debbie was shocked speechless. ‘Is he talking to me?’


    She Looked around and found they were the only ones close by. Stephanie still stood where they left


    her, sulking.


    “Your fiancee is wearing one too. Go talk to her.” ‘He’s so bossy, and


    I hate that!’ she cursed in her mind.


    Carlos, whose eyes were shut, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.


    Staring at her with his dark eyes, he said through gritted teeth, “If you talk back to me, I’ll bang you right


    here and now!”


    Debbie’s jaw dropped.


    Her face was as red as a tomato.


    She tightened her towel by instinct and cursed, “You jerk!”


    Meanwhile, ir rushed in Debbie’s direction, shrieking. She finally managed to get away from Wesley.


    Carlosy back, acting as if nothing had happened.


    ir stood before Debbie, gasping for air. She grabbed a clean towel to dry her wet hair and pointed at


    Wesley, who was approaching them leisurely.