Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Carlos sat next to Debbie.

The glossy black car drove slowly out of the manor. Debbie leaned against his shoulder and started asking all kinds of questions.

“Is

Grandpa awake yet? Will Grandma and Dad like me? Who else is living in the house besides Dad and Mom? Where will we Live? Will you stay with me every day after we get there?”

Carlos was totally speechless. He swore this wasn’t the flirty moment he was hoping for.

Although resigned, he didn’t lose his patience.

“Grandpa is getting better, but he still hasn’t come around yet. My family will like you.

You and I will live in the manor in New York just like everyone else in my family. I’LL work there, but I’ll also make as much time for you as possible.”

Then Carlos gave Debbie a general rundown of his family members.

“My dad is a hothead. You’d better not talk to him alone. If there is something that requires you to talk to him, tell me first, and I’ll do it for you,” he added.

“Got it,” Debbie replied. She was curious. ‘How short-tempered can my father-in-law be? Is his temper worse than Carlos’?’

When they got to the airport, Megan had already checked in. Emmett was waiting for them at the luggage consignment area. After checking the luggage, Emmett turned to them and said, “Mr. and Mrs. Hilton, happy

New Year! I Look forward to seeing you soon!

“Huh? Aren’t you going with us?” Debbie asked. Ever since she met

Carlos, Emmett had been around him every day. Now that he wouldn’t be around, Debbie found it weird. She had gotten to like the fellow.

Knowing that Debbie was disappointed, Emmett was moved.

“Don’t worry,

Tomboy. All of my family members are in Alorith, so it would be bad form to leave. The secretaries in New York will pick you up when you get there. I’ll see you next year. I’ll miss you,” he joked, which was rare.

“Tomboy?” Carlos asked icily.

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It’s Debbie to you.”

Emmett had no words, spending his time in stunned silence. He had gone over all the other forms of addresses in his head.

“Tomboy” seemed to be the least likely to make his boss jealous. However, obviously, he was wrong. Carlos was way too possessive. Emmett looked at Debbie sympathetically and said, “I feel for you, Debbie.”

“What?” Carlos asked immediately before Debbie could say anything.

Emmett wasn’t stupid enough to share what he really thought. He chuckled nervously.