Chapter 483 Call Me Uncle


    After helping Debbie with her high heels, Carlos opened the jewelry box on the desk and helped her


    put each piece on one by one, despite her reluctance.


    Atst, he took out a ring. He held it up to her, disying the huge heart-shaped diamond, a 3.50ct


    princess cut. "And now, the piece de resistance," he announced. He was about to put it on her ring


    finger, but Debbie protested silently with her index finger pointing forward. Her meaning was obvious.


    Carlos shed a thin smile. He obeyed her this time and put the diamond ring on her index finger


    instead.


    After that, she tried to draw her hand back, but he grabbed hold of it again. Staring into her eyes, he


    dered imperiously, "I''m just going to take your protests in stride. It''s normal to fight every once in a


    while. But no matter what, you''ll be my wife. I''m not budging on this one!"


    Debbie looked back at him sullenly. In her mind, she thought, ''Do you have to be so possessive?''


    Carlos carried Debbie in his arms as they descended the staircase. Her dress was floor-length, and he


    didn''t want her to trip on it. A fall down the stairs could be lethal.


    Miranda was on the phone in the living room. Seeing theme downstairs, she smiled at Debbie and


    nodded her head. She mouthed to her, "You look great."


    Debbie felt shy at her praise. Blushing, she returned, "Thanks."


    A loving smile hit Carlos'' lips when he saw her blushing face. Then, holding her hand, he led her


    towards the door.


    The moment they set foot in the venue, every guest''s eyes were fixed on them. Seeing the legendary


    couple walking side by side with their fingers entwined, a lot of people couldn''t helpplimenting and


    blessing them. They looked every inch the aristocratic couple.


    Carlos was in a good mood, of course. Everyone was sure about that because they were surprised to


    get a rare smile or nod from the usually cold CEO.


    Barlow was a big shot in business circles. A bevvy of distinguished guests and celebrities were invited


    to his grand birthday party. Debbie and Carlos walked up to him and greeted him. As Carlos and


    Barlow exchanged some pleasantries, Debbie took a gift from Frankie''s hands and handed it to the old


    man. It was an authentic Chinese painting.


    Barlow epted the gift happily. When his assistant helped him unroll the painting on the spot, the


    guests just had to get a look. Many of them were astonished at the magnificent piece.


    It was a traditional painting with some symbolic elements that meant longevity, such as deer, cranes,


    pine trees, cypress. A few Chinese characters were beautifully written in the margin, blessing Barlow


    and wishing him a long and happy life. More importantly, the signature was none other than the famous


    painter and calligrapher—Mr. Chai. The artist was still living, and this was his magnum opus. The price


    for his services was at least a million per square meter. This one was about five square meters, so it


    should be worth about five million.


    The guests were so impressed by how generous Carlos was.


    The one-hundred-year-old man grinned from ear to ear. He looked very impish then. In an instant, he


    instructed his son to take it home and hang it on the wall of his bedroom. He wanted to be able to


    appreciate it every day.


    After excusing themselves, Carlos held Debbie''s hand and walked away. They went to greet Curtis and


    Colleen.


    The two couples chatted casually for a while. Colleen suddenly pointed to a corner and signaled to


    Debbie with her eyes. Debbie looked towards the corner and saw Stephanie there.


    She was dressed in a ck evening dress tonight, obviously trying to keep a low profile. Her arm was


    wrapped around another man''s. Debbie guessed the guy next to her was her father, Angus Li. But of


    course, Debbie already knew that Angus wasn''t her true father.


    A fun prank sprang into her thoughts. She nudged Carlos, who was talking with Curtis. He shifted his


    eyes to her and asked, "What''s up?"


    Debbie tilted her head to indicate where Stephanie was standing. Carlos followed her gaze and saw


    Stephanie and Angus. Coincidentally, father and daughter also looked at him. Their eyes met.


    From a distance, Angus raised his ss of wine in the air, as if proposing a toast to Carlos. The CEO


    raised his ss in return, nodding at him. Then, Carlos turned to Debbie and asked, "Okay. And?"


    She cocked her eyebrows and scoffed, "Your fiancee and future father-inw are there. Go say hi." As


    she spoke, she happened to make eye contact with Stephanie.


    By one nce, she could clearly see the resentment and jealousy in her eyes.


    Carlos put his hand on her waist and pulled her closer. Looking down at her delicate face, he warned,


    "Quit it. You''re my wife, and don''t you forget it! And I have only one father-inw. Yourte father."


    Colleen and Curtis tittered when they saw them bantering back and forth. Curtis pushed up his sses


    and joked, "Then call me Uncle, Carlos. Colleen would be your aunt. Come on, be a good boy. Say it,


    and I''ll give you the dowry." He had waited a long time for this. He wouldn''t miss it for the world.


    Debbie burst intoughter. Carlos stared at Curtis, his face deadpan. To add fuel to the fire, the


    naughty girl echoed her uncle, "Come on, Mr. Handsome. Aren''t you always saying I''m your wife?


    Curtis is my uncle, so he''s yours too, right? You''re not showing much sincerity."


    Curtis pulled out his phone and told Debbie, "Ah, Debbie. Be a dear, and open your WeChat. I need


    your 2D barcode. If Carlos calls me Uncle even once, I''ll scan it and wire a million to you right now."


    ''A million?!'' Debbie''s eyes lit up with excitement. She nodded admiringly and marveled, "Uncle Curtis,


    you''re amazing!"


    The sullen man suddenly thought of something. A cunning smile broke on his face. He gently swirled


    the red wine in his ss, looking at it, and gulped it down. Then he said casually, "Okay, deal. Honey,


    take out your phone and get ready."


    Debbie thought Curtis was just joking, so she didn''t even mess with her phone. Seeing that, Carlos


    lunged for her, grabbed her purse, and took out her phone himself. He opened her WeChat and tapped


    on the 2D barcode. Lifting the phone in front of Curtis, Carlos called out respectfully, "Hi Uncle Curtis


    and Aunt Colleen."


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    At this, the coupleughed heartily. Colleen even said "hi" back.


    Curtis felt like he was on cloud nine. The ever-proud CEO, who everyone deferred to, who bowed to no


    one, was now calling him Uncle respectfully. Of course Curtis was excited. Without any ado, he


    scanned Debbie''s barcode and wired her a cool million.


    When it was all said and done, Carlos wasn''t done. He didn''t put the phone away. "Uncle Curtis and


    Aunt Colleen," he repeated.


    Curtis nodded smugly. "Good, my dear nephew-inw."


    Emotionless, Carlos spat, "Money."


    Colleen looked at him, doubt in her eyes. "Didn''t he wire the money just now?"


    Carlos grinned evilly. "Aunt Colleen, Uncle Curtis said that if I called him Uncle even once, he would


    give Debbie a million. Now that I''ve said it twice, it should be two million. A deal''s a deal."


    Colleen was left speechless. It did sound like that.


    Curtis smiled bitterly. "Hey, Carlos. Are you twisting my words to rip me off?"


    With a nod, Carlos admitted honestly, "Yeah. Cut the crap. Where''s my money?"


    Sighing resignedly, Curtis scanned the barcode again and wired one more million. When Carlos was


    about to address them the third time, Debbie hastily reached up and covered his mouth. "Stop. Are you


    trying to bankrupt them?"


    As she said this, she yanked her phone away from him.


    The CEO winked at her and nodded.


    Debbie put away her phone and scolded him. "God, you''re such a jerk."


    He smiled innocently. "It''s not my fault. He said it, I didn''t."


    Curtis chuckled under his breath. Patting Carlos'' shoulder, he joked, "Carlos, you haven''t remarried


    Debbie yet. Payback''s a bitch." He turned to his niece and advised, "Debbie, I''ve got the perfect guy for


    you—young, handsome, rich. Unlike this sourpuss, my friend is tons of fun. He''ll make youugh every


    day. What do you think?"


    Pulling a pure and innocent face, Debbie pped her hands and nodded, "Sounds like my ideal type."


    The next second, the unhappy man grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her behind him. Facing Curtis,


    who was smiling yfully, Carlos warned again, "I said, Debbie is mine for the rest of her life. You want


    to find another man for her? Let them go through me first."