Burning Passion: Love Never Die

"You're greedy," Carlos replied in a flat tone.

Decker responded flatteringly, "Anything for my sister." The Loftus

Group meant the world to Elroy. He had spent his whole life building it up and running the company. If it became Debbie's, he would be devastated, and it would be a deadly blow to him. Decker relished the idea.

Debbie missed the point and was confused. 'For me? Why?'

Carlos looked at Debbie and answered decisively, “Deal. I'll have the twenty percent of the Loftus Group's shares and the personnel delivered to you together. Remember, I'm only doing this because you're my wife's brother."

Decker knew that if it weren't for Debbie, he would only be a stranger to Carlos. He sighed and looked at Debbie.

"Thank you, Sister."

They talked for a long while after they had reached the agreement, and then Decker retired to the guest room to have a nap.

Carlos watched as Decker got up and walked into the room.

"Don't let him in next time," he said sullenly.

"Why?"

"He makes himself too comfortable here. I don't Like it." Even though it was Carlos who had bought the apartment for Debbie, he didn't have the freedom to come and go as Decker did. Debbie often kicked Carlos out of the apartment in the middle of the night, whereas Decker acted as if it was his home every time that he stayed here. Carlos was unhappy about his cockiness

Debbie stroked his hair and comforted him, “My brother and I are family."

He took her into his arms and retorted, "You're my wife. I'm your family."

Debbie argued, "Not yet."

That evening, Ramona found out that Decker was staying at Debbie's place, so she brought many ingredients over to cook some dishes for the siblings.

Debbie had gone to the company with Carlos, so Decker was in the apartment alone. When he heard a knock at the door, he trudged bleary-eyed to open it, and Ramona walked in with her arms full of groceries. By the time Decker's head had cleared, Ramona was already in the kitchen washing vegetable. He felt awkward to get her out of there.

Ramona had hung her overcoat on the rack. Wearing an azure sweater and wide-Leg pants, she pulled an apron on to protect her clothes. At this moment, Ramona was no celebrity but a normal loving mother who wanted to cook dinner for her kids.

By the time Decker finished bathing and walked out of his bedroom,

Debbie had already come back to the apartment with Evelyn.

Decker scooped up the little girl. He wanted to take her out to have some fun, but Ramona called out to stop him.

“Decker, dinner is ready.

You can play with her after dinner."

Annoyed, he was about to retort, but Ramona spoke again.

"Come on, all of you. Enjoy your dinner. I have something else to do now. I'll leave soon."