Chapter 311 Died At The Scene


    A few minutester, someizens had figured out the identity of the man in the bedroom pic. After


    that, a video of an interview with the man was shared on social media. At the start, he kept denying it,


    but finally broke down and admitted it. He said he worked in a club, and he had been in an intimate


    rtionship with Mrs. Huo for two months.


    And thest bit of evidence came from James himself. In an interview, he told the media, "Yeah, those


    pics were taken at the same time my son was fighting for his life." He changed his tone to sound sad.


    "And I saw Debbie sign the divorce papers with my own eyes... I tried to stop her, but she insisted on it.


    She said it was hard to tell whether Carlos would live, so she... Dammit! I feel sorry for my son. Why


    did he choose such a fickle bitch..."


    Then the reporters also asked him if Debbie had really gotten an abortion. As a sly fox, James


    answered tactfully, "I don''t know. I didn''t see it myself. I hope she wouldn''t be so cruel to the baby..."


    Debbie closed the video and turned off the screen. She curled up in the back seat of Jared''s car, her


    whole body trembling. ''James is trying hard to ruin me...''


    Jared gripped his phone tightly and yelled angrily, "I''ll have somebody kill that fucking old fart!"


    No sooner had he said this than he started dialing a number to contact his men.


    Debbie put a hand on his phone to stop him. With her lips quivering, she muttered weakly, "It''s useless.


    We''ll figure something out. Don''t do something stupid..." ''Okay, calm down. Don''t panic...'' she


    She wasn''t sure whether or not Carlos was alive. She had to look after herself and the baby.


    These rumors went viral within two hours. Debbie had be the target of cyber-bullying. She got


    death and rape threats, and someone released the address of both the manor and the vi, to aid in


    tracking her down. Her reputation was being dragged through the mud.


    Everyone now thought of her as a scheming little gold digger. Those who heard about it cussed her out


    with all the foul words they could think of.


    Jared and Sebastian spent a fortune trying to have all those rumors and negative news posts on the


    Inte taken down, but to no avail. Every time they had managed to block one news story, another


    one would spring up and spread again. Obviously, someone was manipting everything behind the


    scenes in an attempt topletely ruin Debbie''s rep.


    It was already seven o''clock in the evening when Curtis touched down in Y City. Things had already


    gone from bad to worse.


    Curtis got a hold of Debbie through Jared. She had been staying in Jared''s car this whole time. They


    hadn''t gone anywhere, not even driven around. And where could they go? After discovering Debbie''s


    location, Curtis came along with Colleen to pick her up and drove her to his apartment.


    On the way there, Curtis asked a chef to prepare some food for the foursome. When they arrived at his


    apartment and escorted Debbie inside, he asked her to eat something first before getting her side of


    things.


    Jared was impatient, and sat there without taking a single bite. He was on pins and needles waiting to


    know more about the matter. But Debbie ate silently opposite him. Curtis and Colleen were also eating


    quietly without uttering a single word. The atmosphere was grave. Jared had no choice but to shut his


    mouth for now, asionally picking up a slice of food to eat.


    Eventually, dinner was polished off and the four of them walked into the living room. With a sympathetic


    look on her face, Colleen made Debbie lean over her shoulder. Curtis broke the silence and stated, "I


    went straight to the hospital after I got off the ne today. When I got there, I couldn''t find Carlos


    anywhere. I heard that Carlos already...and the Huo family members had taken his...body back home."


    Silence filled the room, and you could hear a pin drop. Everyone understood what he meant to say.


    When nobody said a word, Curtis continued, "Then I went to the manor, hoping to find out the truth. But


    the security guards stopped me at the gate. They wouldn''t let me in, saying that the Huo family was in


    mourning and no visitors were allowed."


    Curtis called Tabitha, but the call didn''t go through. Finally, he had been able to get through James''


    phone. On the phone, James had told him in tears that he was very sad. He wanted to let Carlos spend


    hisst moments at home.


    Curtis tried to argue that he wanted to see Carlos, but James shut him down.


    "Damon and I asked someone to look into the car ident. But the truck driver died at the scene, just


    like Emmett. So we have no more clues now. I''ve arranged for more men to investigate. There will be


    some copsing by. Don''t be scared or worried. Just tell the police everything you know. Got it?"


    Curtis asked the pale girl in a concerned voice. It hurt his heart to see Debbie in such a sad and


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    heartbroken state.


    She nodded and pleaded, "Mr. Lu, Carlos isn''t dead! Please, please be thorough."


    "I know. Will do. Carlos and I go back twenty years. We''ll get to the bottom of this. I can''t get a hold of


    Wesley yet. But once he gets involved, then we''ll find out what''s going on."


    She trusted Curtis, so his reassurances felt nice, like a light at the end of the tunnel.


    But it wasn''t without its downside. "There are a lot of rumors about you, and people want to track you


    down. Stay at my ce and don''t go out. And if something happens, call me."


    "Okay..." Debbie nodded.


    She settled down in Curtis'' apartment and tried to rx. However, after waiting uneasily for some time,


    she got the worst news from Curtis. He told her Carlos'' funeral was two days away.


    Losing herst hope, Debbie was on the verge of copse. Unable to wait two more days, she


    desperately begged Curtis to take her to the manor.


    In East District Manor


    Debbie left Curtis'' car when they arrived at the manor gate. Tears welled up in her eyes at the sight of


    the familiar and magnificent gate.


    Memories flooded her brain. She remembered the time when Carlos took her here for the first time and


    told her that was their home now. But everything changed in the blink of an eye.


    A row of bodyguards stood in front of the gate, halting Curtis'' car. There was no way he was going to


    get in without running them over. One of the bodyguards told him, "Sorry, Mr. Lu. Mr. James Huo told


    us that if Miss Nian is along, shees in alone. The Huo family would like to have a word with her."


    Debbie remembered how James forced her to sign the divorce agreement, so she thought going in


    alone was a terrible idea. She wouldn''t be able to stop him from doing anything like that on her own.


    Shaking her head, she dered defiantly, "No way!"


    "Miss Nian, this can go one of two ways. If you work with us, then you''ll be able to say yourst


    goodbyes to Mr. Huo. If not..." the bodyguard said.


    Debbie panicked.


    Known for his mild and gentle personality, Curtis rarely showed his anger. But now, he shot a cold


    nce at all these bodyguards and said firmly, "I''m going with her. Try and stop me!"


    The bodyguard was baffled. His boss''s orders didn''t cover this situation. Rather than make the wrong


    choice, he hastily contacted James.


    After ending the call, the bodyguard returned to them and said, "Begging your pardon, Mr. Lu. They


    want to see her alone. If she does that, she gets to see Mr. Huo onest time before the funeral.


    Otherwise, go away, ande back the day of the funeral."


    James had be too bold. He even barred Curtis from going in.


    Just then, the phone rang. It was Wesley. Atst! Curtis let Wesley know what was going on, and he


    gathered a force together to meet them at the manor.


    Less than thirty minutester, a dozen military vehicles arrived at the manor gate.


    Wesley quickly jumped out of the lead vehicle and ran up to Curtis. "So what the hell is going on? What


    happened to Carlos?"


    Dozens of armed soldiers in uniforms disembarked from the other vehicles and lined up in three orderly


    rows, waiting for their leader''s instructions.


    "Carlos had a car ident. The Huo family has announced his death. But they want to talk to Debbie


    alone and won''t let me go inside. Something''s not right," Curtis exined simply. He looked at the


    bodyguards. They were visibly nervous, being confronted with armed soldiers.


    Clenching his fists, Wesley ordered in a loud voice, "Ten-hut!"


    "Sir!" all the soldiers behind him said in unison. They stiffened to attention, saluting their superior


    officer. When he saluted back, they dropped their hands to their sides.


    "We''re going to take this manor as ours! You have permission to engage!" Following Wesley''s orders,


    the soldiers all dashed towards the bodyguards.