Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Debbie felt speechless. She had never said Emmett was her husband.
Corrupt? Emmett would never do that. He was always honest. She felt bad about
dragging him into this.

“Thank God I married Carlos. Otherwise, Portia and Gail would Laugh at me for
the rest of my life, * she thought.

“Whatever. I'm busy. Bye.”

Debbie didn’t want to waste any more time on Portia.

“Stop!” Portia called out. She found Debbie had changed a lot. Power never
scared her, but she was even prouder than before, not giving a damn about
anybody else.

From the arrogant way Debbie carried herself, Portia began to suspect her
husband was not Emmett but Carlos.

Debbie turned her head and said, “I always tolerated, humored and even
flattered you. It was all because of your brother, but not anymore.

From now on, I will humor neither you nor your brother.”

“What do you mean? You are going to see my family as enemies?”

Debbie laughed scornfully, “Whatever.” None of the Gomez family mattered to
her anymore, and she didn’t give a hoot about what they thought of her.

With her head held high, Debbie walked away, leaving Portia guessing and
clutching at straws. She acted calm, but her long fingernails stuck into her
handbag, leaving deep marks.

It hadn't been that Long since Portia last saw Debbie. But this wasn't the Debbie
she knew. Debbie used to be humble and self-effacing, with low self-esteem.
Now she was parading around with her nose in the air, all puffed up with pride as
if she were the queen

“Dammit Debbie! Your husband's just a secretary. Don’t get cocky. It's not like
he’s Carlos! We'll see who comes out on top!” she thought resentfully.

On Debbie’s way back to the party, two other women stopped her in her tracks.
They sized her up and down, and then one of them said curtly,

“Someone wants to see you.”

“I wonder who they're talking about, “ thought Debbie.

“Who?” she asked. Neither of the two women looked even remotely familiar.
She'd know if she'd met them before. So it made her even more curious who
wanted to talk to her, and why.

The woman in a black dress snapped, “Don’t ask. Just follow us.”

“This is crazy!” Debbie was irritated. It was supposed to be simple. and maybe
fun. She went to the party on Carlos’ behalf, but ended up coming across all
kinds of weird things and hostile women. Mental note:

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Don't do this again. And now, why did
she have to deal with some

ridiculous mystery boss? She didn't.

She was thinking that maybe now

would be a good time to bug out of

here. She had made an appearance,
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“Sorry, I'm busy.” She passed them without giving them a second glance.
Who were they? And why were they following someone else's orders? And more
importantly, why were they trying to get her involved?

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The woman in black shouted to her
back, “Hey, you! Olga wants to see

you! Get your butt over here now,

unless you want that butt kicked out

of Alorith! Just so you know, Olga is
Carlos’ woman. I wouldn't turn her

down if I were you.” “Really! We'll just
see about that!’ Debbie thought. The
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The two looked at Debbie gloatingly,
anticipating that she would turn

around and follow them timidly to

see Olga. After all, these two were at

her beck and call, so why shouldn't
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