Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Despite his denial, Kasie’s mother didn’t mind it at all. Instead, a happy smile crept across her face as she studied his own. She was satisfied with the way he behaved and talked. He seemed quite respectful, and maybe her daughter might take up with him. He seemed to be a working man as well, and she could do much, much worse.

“Never mind. Even if you’re just her friend, you’re welcome to come to our house and have a cup of tea too!” As she finished her words, she grabbed hold of his arm and led him into the elevator of the building.

She didn’t give him any chance to refuse.

Shocked, Kasie raised her hand but put it down immediately when she realized it was too late to stop them.

Watching the elevator door close, Emmett began to wonder how big a fool he really was. ‘Now I’m really in it. ALL because I can’t keep my big mouth shut. How could a fool Like me become Carlos’ personal assistant?

I may have to thank Carlos for not firing me all these years.

But in fact, Emmett was pretty straightforward and effective in the office. He never made these sorts of stupid mistakes at work. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

He would only play the bad boy in private, but unfortunately for him, each time he made fun of someone else, it backfired on him.

On the other hand, in New York, Debbie was leaning back, held in

Carlos’ arms.

“What on earth happened? And how was Kasie involved?” she asked.

Carlos gently kissed her cheeks and said in a muffled voice, “Nothing happened.”

‘Nothing? Don’t bet on it, ‘ she thought.

“Fine. Anyway, I should get up now. I may sleep until dark if I don’t get up now.” She had already missed out on breakfast. If she skipped

Lunch again, the elders of the Hilton family would hate her more. Not

Like they hated her for any rational reason anyway, but there was no need to add fuel to the fires of their rage. She was already on thin ice as it was.

Thinking of it, she threw an angry glance at the man. ‘Huh! It’s alt your fault, you bad boy. You tortured me until the wee hours and even turned off the alarm clock, ‘ she thought, pursing her lips.

Unaware of the complaining look on her face, Carlos whispered, “It’s fine if you want to sleep till tomorrow.” He didn’t mind it at all.

“Till tomorrow? Are you kidding? I’d be thrown out of the house along with my Luggage, and your father and grandmother would be waiting there to slam the door.”

Debbie pushed him away and got out of the bed to dress herself. Leaning against the headboard, Carlos watched her put on her clothes and said,

“They wouldn’t!”

Unconvinced, Debbie answered perfunctorily, “Yes, dear.”

Carlos smiled, “Freshen up and get something to eat. I’ll take you out after that.”

“Great!” On hearing that she could hang out with Carlos, Debbie got excited.

Moments later, at the dinner table downstairs, Carlos sat next to