Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 139

I were a woman, I would do everything I could to make you mine. After all,
owning Carlos means owning the world.”

Carlos cast a chilly glance at Damon and mocked, “If you were a woman, you
would Look butt-ugly. No man would fall for you.”

Damon, who had always been proud of his handsome face, was enraged by
Carlos’ mean words.

“Carlos, you're just jealous of me and my looks.

I'm such a handsome man. If I were a woman, I would be the most beautiful
woman in the world. Am I right, Wesley?”

Ignoring Damon's shallow expression, Wesley refilled his and Carlos glasses. He
clinked glasses with Carlos and said, “I'm on a vacation now and I have plenty of
time to spare for the party. Don’t worry. I'UL take care of everything. If I need your
help, I'll call Emmett.”

Carlos shook the glass in his hand and said briefly, “Call Tristan.”

“Is there something wrong with Emmett? I thought he was your personal
assistant. Why should I call Tristan instead?” Wesley asked in confusion. In his
eyes, Emmett was the one who had always been standing beside Carlos.

After a long pause, Carlos finally decided to tell them the truth.

“Emmett... He and my wife deceived me together.”

His words set Damon roaring with laughter. Even Wesley couldn't help laughing.
“They cheated on you?” he probed.

Carlos snorted, “Maybe she had the audacity to cheat on me. But Emmett?
Come on! He wouldn't dare.”

Damon and Wesley felt sorry for their friend.

“Debbie is so dauntless; she isn't afraid of doing whatever she wants.

But I strongly believe that someday she'll be tamed by me!" Carlos thought to
himself.

Damon inquired, “So, what did you do to Emmett?”

“He’s currently working on a construction site. He needs to understand how hard
life is for workers. With that, he’ll cherish his job as my personal assistant more.”
An unsettling smile flashed across Carlos’ face. He heard that Emmett had been
doing well on the construction site.

Damon and Wesley were rendered speechless.

After a while, Damon broke the silence.

“Why did Curtis have to be away on a business trip today? If he were here, we
could play mahjong together and order some beautiful women. Now we need a
fourth player, and you don’t want to play mahjong with other people. I'm so bored
I want to kill myself!”

Disregarding Damon's whining, Carlos raised his wrist to check the time.
“Debbie’s Yoga class is supposed to end soon. I need to go home to teach her
English.”

He finished off his red wine with one gulp and stood up from his seat.