Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 141

The club was for members only, and the annual fee alone cost millions.
Therefore, they couldn't help but fawn on Jared.

Jared was obviously in a good mood. Tugging at his sleeve, Debbie asked him in
a low voice, “Why did you book a room here? Are you sure you can afford it?”
“Don't worry. I have my brother’s VIP card. There is at least ten million in it. So,
enjoy the night and help yourself with everything here.” Debbie knew that Jared
had an older brother named Damon, but her impression of him wasn’t exactly
positive. Although, she had met him once or twice in passing, she had Long
forgotten what he looked Like in person.

Jared was itching to spend all the money in Damon's VIP card. In truth, apart
from being half brothers and sharing the same father, they didn’t have a lot in
common.

One day, Jared stole the VIP card from his brother’s table when he was passing
by Damon’s room.

Debbie had heard about Damon from when Jared used to complain about him to
her. From what she could gather, Damon was always very nice to his younger
brother, whereas, Jared would treat Damon with disdain.

Although it was Jared's one-sided statement, Debbie could tell that he had been
obedient to his older brother on some occasions.

“Jared, what are you two talking about? Come over here!” One of their
classmates urged the two to join them.

Jared responded in a loud voice, “All right, all right. Scott, you won’t be allowed to
leave here until you have more alcohol than blood running through your body.” All
of a sudden, Jared looked at Debbie with a concerned expression on his face.
“Tomboy, I won't drink much tonight. You don’t need to drink if you don’t want to.”
This caught Scott's interest, as he looked at Jared and cheerfully shouted, “Hey
bro, what's up? Are you two dating or something? Do you have to ask for
Debbie’s permission before you drink, huh?”

Debbie and Jared were very popular in their high school. Most of their
classmates used to joke about their relationship. However, the truth was quite far
from reality. Although they had been good friends who trusted each other, that
was all their relationship was, a reliable friendship. Apart from that, they had
absolutely no chemistry between them.

Debbie was interested in guys who weren't afraid of commitments, while she
thought Jared was more of a playboy. On the contrary, Jared thought

Debbie was a tomboy, whereas, he liked winsome coquettes.

They both understood each other very well and agreed that they could only make
good friends.

“What? A couple? Come on! Even if we spent the night in the same bed, nothing
would happen between us, besides the usual chatting and fighting.” Jared held
the chair out for Debbie like a gentleman, but the latter cast a reproachful glance
at him before sitting down.

In truth, Debbie never enjoyed taking part in these gatherings. Most of the girls
chose to isolate her because she was a pretty girl and the boys liked hanging out
with her. Their impression of Debbie was that of a bitch who was just pretending
to be a tomboy to attract boys.

The girls began to speak ill of her amongst themselves in soft murmurs so that
Debbie wouldn't hear them. But she could tell from their body language and the
way they looked at her that they were quietly conferring about her.

Why didn’t they just say what they had to say to Debbie's face? Mostly because
they were afraid of being beaten up by her. Besides, they didn’t want to offend
Jared. Why didn’t they just keep to themselves?

They would if they could, but they were so envious of Debbie that they needed
some way to vent their anger on her.

Debbie, however, felt wronged and misunderstood. After all, she had never laid
her hands on a girl before. Even when her cousin, Gail, had given her multiple
reasons to hurt her, Debbie refrained from Laying even a finger on her. Instead,
she would let Gail off with just a warning.

It wasn't like Debbie was afraid of the girls; far from it! The girls wouldn't even
stand a chance in a fistfight with her. She could easily injure them without even
breaking a sweat.

A few moments later, Jared went to the men’s room to clear out the several
bottles of beer he had drunk. Right after he left, the girls started to taunt Debbie
because they believed that her arrogance and power only lasted as long as
Jared was with her.

“Even after so many years, she’s still running around after Jared like one of his
Lackeys. I guess he’s not interested in her at all.”