Chapter 6 Who Do You Think You Are
The eyes surrounding Debbie widened like tes. Wanting to add more fuel to the fire, Jared leaned
against Dixon who stood behind him. Feigning a terrified voice, he ced a hand over his mouth, "Oh
my… Doctor… Is Tomboy… Is she going crazy?"
Who would have thought that being a well-rounded brilliant student came with disadvantages? Dixon
still couldn''t wrap his mind around it. Often, Jared loved to banter with Dixon and call him ''doctor.''
Though, this time Dixon''s concern fell with Jared''s statement as Dixon did also agree that Debbie was
acting quite odd today.
On the other hand, Kasie waspletely calm and collected at the situation unfolding. Kicking Jared
on his foot, Kasie eyed him and scolded, "Hey, Debbie''s still a girl. Girls are supposed to be spoiled
and it is normal for us to act spoiled, so get used to it." Shifting her gaze to everyone in the room, Kasie
continued, "Besides, Tomboy uses a million dor car to go to ces. I''d say that having dinner on the
fifth floor of the Alioth Building is something normal for her to do, so why do you have such surprised
looks on your faces?"
Only then did Jared realize Kasie had made apelling point. Standing up from his spot and
straightening out his clothes, Jared then began, "Sure, she may be able to afford the ce but you
know, the fifth floor of the Alioth Building requires reservations. We can''t just barge in there! Besides,
it''s also lunch time already! Even if we were allowed to step in, I''m sure there''d be no tables avable
for us."
Never did Jared intend to belittle Debbie, he merely disclosed the truth.
Every time Jared''s father needed to entertain and wee distinguished clients on the fifth floor of the
Alioth Building, he made sure to file a reservation at least one week, sometimes even three months
prior to the client''s arrival.
While the rest were indulging themselves in chatter, Debbie looked preupied. Even before she had
met Carlos, the title of Mrs. Huo had never meant anything to her. Until now. The moment when Debbie
saw Carlos with another woman in public, it made her uneasy. To add, he seemed to spend money
lavishly on that woman as well.
It came to Debbie''s attention that the lipstick set Carlos had bought the woman was worth a hundred
thirty thousand. The othermodities in the bags Emmett had carried probably cost tens or hundreds
of thousand each.
Not once being petty nor frugal with Debbie, Carlos had always given her a hefty amount for her
monthly allowance, though, she insisted she only take a portion as she was still a student and there
was no such need for her to carry such a huge amount of money with her. The rest of the money was
then deposited by Philip and from there, Debbie never inquired about anything else afterwards.
It never hit Debbie to indulge herself into buying such expensivemodities such as a lipstick set.
However, Carlos had bought that lipstick set for the woman with him as soon as the woman uttered that
she wanted it. Considering this, why should she, his wife, be frugal at every angle of her life just to save
a penny?
On another thought, since a divorce was about to split the two, why didn''t she enjoy the life of Mrs. Huo
when she still could?
ncing towards her group of friends who were still absorbed in going to the fifth floor of the Alioth
Building, Debbie thought that all of them deserved a delectable meal.
''A little lunch for all of them wouldn''t hurt, '' Debbie chuckled to herself. ''It''s decided. They''re all getting
lunch.''
Taking out her phone from her pocket, Debbie then dialed Philip''s number and pressed the phone
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A minute after, the call between Debbie and Philip ended. Turning to her friends as she ced her
phone back in her pocket, she cleared her throat deliberately which seeded in catching everyone''s
attention. All eyes were now on her and they all looked at her curiously.
"Well, why''re all of you just standing there?" Debbie asked as she turned her heel, already talking
towards the exit. "We have to get going."
All looked at one another, then to Debbie. One spoke up in response. It was Kristina. Wondering
cautiously, Kristina asked, "Where exactly are we going?"
Turning her head to face Kristina and the crowd, Debbie answered with a grin on her profile, "To the
fifth floor of the Alioth Building, of course. Wouldn''t you like to have an exquisite lunch there?"
On the fifth floor of the Alioth Building, Debbie was patiently waiting for their private booth to be
confirmed.
When the elevator doors opened, Debbie''s attention fell to the man stepping off of the elevator. The
said man was hard to miss as the man had an aura oozing with intimidation and arrogance. The man''s
presence waspletely overbearing.
''Damn… It''s him again…'' Debbie ced a hand against her chest, bitter. Before her proposal for a
divorce, it took her more than once in a blue moon to be able to meet such a man of power. Although,
ever since Debbie had inquired Philip to hand Carlos the divorce papers, it was as if the universe had
made it so much easier to meet. This was, perhaps, their third meeting already.
Mind going haywire with the possibility of this man purposely creating such coincidences, Debbie
thought that this was maybe his effort to save their marriage.
"Who let these people here?!" Carlos'' voice boomed in anger. "Throw them out!"
With a voice that strong, Debbie snapped out from her trail of thoughts and her attention fell onto the
situation beginning to unfold.
The floor manager was as pale as a sheet of paper. He took a deep breath and answered, "Mr. Huo,
these are Philip''s guests."
Upon hearing Philip''s name uttered, Carlos sent a cold nce unto the college students. "Emmett, they
can all stay except her."
Emmett knew exactly whom Carlos was referring to.
Someone was desperate to keep herughter in check and it was none other than Olga. It amused her
when she heard of Carlos'' impassive order. ''He must love me so much that he''d do this for me, '' she
thought to herself as she looked at Carlos dreamily. ''He''s the best.''
''Why is Mr. Huo treating Mrs. Huo this way?'' Emmett pondered upon himself. ''Why does he despise
her so much?''
These kinds of thoughts continued to consume Emmett, now in a stand-still.
With a minute about to pass, Carlos noticed that Emmett still did not do his task. It was then, as if the
word ''patience'' had never existed within Carlos. A grim look was cast towards Emmett''s direction. It
belonged to none other than Carlos. "So, you can''t even handle such a small task?"
"N-No, Mr. Huo. It''s not like that at all." Emmett grew flustered. "S-She''s…"
Aware of what Emmett was about to utter from his lips, Debbie winked at him, sincerely hoping that he
wouldn''t reveal her identity.
Yet, Debbie was caught in action as Carlos saw a glimpse of her gestures and, in his eyes, it seemed,
as if, she was making sheep''s eyes towards Emmett. ''Huh, so she is involved with Emmett, too, ''
Carlos sneered inwardly. He shifted his gaze towards Emmett, his tone somber and full of warning.
"Emmett, looks can be deceptive. Some people may portray an angel on the outside but, on the inside,
a demon covered in filth resides within them. If I were to be such a person, I would be too ashamed to
even breathe and willingly jump off this building."
Those remarks didn''t help Emmett gain rity at all as confusion continued to strike him down.
''Why is Mr. Huo holding such a grudge towards a young girl?'' Emmett kept asking himself, ''And why
would he make such hostile remarks in public about her?'' As far as Emmett knew, Carlos made it clear
that he never entertained the idea of building connections with women.
Someone knew whom that snide remark Carlos made was aimed at. It was none other than Debbie
and it just further fueled her rage.
None of the people who had attempted to cross her had benefited from their acts. There was absolutely
no way Debbie would let them win. The blood rushed to her head. She spat in a taunting manner, "Oh,
grow up, Carlos Huo! Why do you have to act like a child? That kiss was a mere ident." Taking
steps closer, Debbie continued, "You''ve already thrown me out once and here you are, about to do it.
Again. Why are you acting as if you own this ce, huh? Who do you exactly think you are?"
There was truth to Debbie''s words. Although Debbie had kissed Carlos, it was ultimately still her loss
as that was her first kiss. Yeah, Carlos was her husband. What of it? None of that bothered Debbie at
all. Having lost something as precious as a first kiss infuriated her. Women cared for these details, after
all.
Kristina and Jared tugged at Debbie''s sleeves, preventing Debbie from speaking further. "Whoa, slow
down there, Tomboy. Chill. Mr. Huo''s a man of power. We shouldn''t mess with him," Jared whispered in
Debbie''s ear, hoping to knock some sense into her.
Still, what Carlos had done was unforgivable. Despite being a man of power, no one, absolutely no one
had the liberty to degrade a person like that. There was no way Debbie was taking the verbal abuse
silently. "Since you say I am a filthy woman, then that kiss would definitely have fouled you." Debbie
eyed Carlos, her tone full of intent on mocking him. "So, if I should die, are you willing to die with me,
Mr. Almighty?"
Technically, they were still married. If they were just a normal couple, that would''ve sounded romantic
and wooed a lot of people.
The whole venue fell in utter silence upon Debbie''s snide remarks on Carlos.
The crowd had started to talk among themselves. "Who''d even dare to try and kiss Carlos Huo?!
Rather, who in the right mind would even ask him to go die right in front of his face?! "
As the scene continued to unfold, the floor manager wanted to take things into his own hands despite
knowing that Debbie might get him to lose his job. As the floor manager saw Emmett unmoving, he
threw this idea away.
Emmett knew Carlos better than him after all.
Kiss. When that four-letter word left Debbie''s lips, Olga clenched her jaw as she red at Debbie in
resentment. If only Olga could, she''d strip Debbie from her clothing and have her fed to the sharks. If it
weren''t for Olga''s grandfather, she wouldn''t have been able to stand beside Carlos.
''Even I haven''t kissed him!'' Olga thought to herself, screaming in frustration as she did so. ''Just asking
to link arms with Carlos would use so much of my courage and yet this girl! This girl kissed him!''
Finally, Emmett failed to contain his emotions and covered his face with both his hands, utterly
speechless. Could Debbie be more ignorant? Shining International za indeed belonged to Mr. Huo
and while the divorce still hadn''t gone through, Carlos and Debbie were still to be considered a married
couple. Legally speaking, whatever Carlos owned, Debbie owned it, too.
Kasie had eyed Carlos with the widest grin on her face since the moment her eyes fell on Carlos. Heart
pounding in excitement, her body grew in heat. God, she knew she was looking at a meal and it was
just waiting to be devoured. Snapping her out from her indecent thoughts was Debbie''sst remark.
Clearing her throat, Kasie then raised her point, rather hesitantly as well. "Hey Tomboy, Shining
International za is actually owned by Mr. Huo, you know?"
The second Kasie had uttered her statement, Debbie''s jaw dropped, thunderstruck. Collecting herself
after what seemed to be forever, Debbie found her words,pletely appalled. "C-Could you run that
by me again?"