Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 145

Before her bag could touch Debbie, Jared snatched it away from her hand and
threw it onto the floor.

The woman then looked at her companion and knelt down beside him.

“Oscar, are you okay?”

“Help me up! I will make that bitch pay!” he cursed.

ALL people, including Debbie's classmates and even the waitresses of the club,
were shocked by what was going on. The hallway was overflowing with people.
Some concerned; some angered, but mostly just confused.

At the same time, when Damon left his private booth, he received a message
that said his VIP card had been used. This club belonged to his close friend,
Carlos. Although Carlos had given him the card, he had never used it before, as
he never had to pay for anything in this club.

“More than $300, @0@ has been deducted from this account. That's really
strange, “ he thought.

He was about to go to the cashier's desk to check what had happened, when he
noticed the waitresses running towards another hallway. Curious as cats, they
were so eager to watch the fun that they failed to notice

Damon.

“What's going on? Why is there so much noise?” Damon asked a manager
behind him.

The manager had been entertaining the three distinguished guests all the while,
so he didn’t know what had happened either. He shook his head and shrugged
his shoulders in confusion.

Meanwhile, Debbie wasn't able to Leave yet because of the angry couple.

She was starting to get impatient, because she was running late for her

English class with Carlos at 8 p.m. Debbie was about to knock the man down
again, but Jared stopped her. He whispered in her ear, “Tomboy, this man is the
infamous Oscar. He's a notorious gang leader who has already gone to prison
countless times over the innumerable crimes he has committed. Since your
husband isn’t here to protect you, do not offend him.”

Debbie became even more frustrated. She couldn't just call Carlos and tell him
that she had been in a fight with a gang leader. What would he think of her?
“Will Carlos go up against a gang leader for me? I don't think so.’

After some hesitation, Jared offered, “How about I call Damon? He's a gang
member as well. Maybe he can remedy the situation.”

Before Debbie could reply, a man’s voice shot through from behind the crowd.
“What is going on here?”

Everyone turned their heads to follow the voice.

“Wow, is that Carlos?” the crowd murmured amongst themselves.

“I didn’t expect to see Carlos here. And he’s with Wesley and Damon.”

“They are so handsome!”

Debbie, however, stood there motionlessly, as if paralyzed from the neck up.
The mere mentioning of his name sent a cold shiver down her spine. “Why is he
here? I was just about to go back home now so that I could attend his class at 8
p.m. How embarrassing!” Debbie's face was stuck in an incredulous expression.