Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 44

“Book a ticket to New York for me.” There were a few things he had to do anyway. One, he wanted to pay his grandfather a visit. And two, he preferred to talk with his wife about their divorce in person. ‘It was better not to delay either of those matters, ‘ he thought to himself.

“Yes, Carlos.”

Initially, Debbie had planned to have some fun in New York before flying back home. But later on, she had received a message from Gail out of the blue. It was regarding Lucinda; she had gotten into an accident.

As soon as she read it, she called Sebastian to check on her aunt’s situation. Her uncle did not sound too distressed.

“It’s not that bad,” he said in a comforting voice. But despite Sebastian’s reassurance, she was still worried. After the phone call, she quickly packed her things and went to the airport.

The moment she got on the homeward bound plane, Carlos’ plane just landed in New York. But due to a curious twist of fate, they missed their chances of having their first meeting as a married couple, ironically to discuss their divorce.

Six days later, Carlos came back from New York as well, but he did not have any time to rest. A meeting with an important client had been scheduled at Orchid Private Club. As soon as he got off the plane, he had to head straight to the venue if he wanted to arrive on time.

The night fell. A Bentley sped past along the road.

Due to the evening rush hour, they were stuck in a traffic jam that extended all the way to the intersection. The car wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. Carlos rolled down the car window and lit a

cigarette.

Tired, he took a drag on the cigarette to elevate his spirits. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

While his car was not moving, Carlos saw a bunch of people fighting in a lane. Seven men had cornered a woman against a wall. Something about the scenario felt oddly familiar.

When he saw who the woman was, Carlos coughed out a mouthful of smoke which hid the look in his eyes.

The conflict amongst the eight people did not Last long. When one of the seven men raised a hand, the young lady deftly kicked him who was going to strike her.

Emmett, who was becoming uneasy in the car, worried that his boss might get impatient and Lash out on him. He fidgeted in his spot and his eyes wandered around in the streets as well. His eyes widened when he saw the commotion.

In a surprised voice, he exclaimed, “Carlos! Isn’t that…” The shock made him stutter.

“Isn’t that Mrs. — I mean, Debbie?” Once Emmett was certain that it was indeed Debbie, he could not believe his eyes. The woman was fighting alone against one, two, three… seven men. Debbie was in a fight against seven men!

While stubbing out the cigarette, Carlos exhaled the last mouthful of smoke, and demanded, “Shut up!” No one needed to tell him who the Lady was. Even from afar, he had quickly recognized that it was Debbie in another brawl. ‘Does she have nothing else better to do?’ he thought, scowling.

Emmett opened the door and was about to get out of the car when he heard his boss‘ cold voice.

“If you get out of this car,” Carlos began, “don’t bother getting in again.”

Frozen, Emmett stopped himself just in time. His mind was reeling.

Under the firm gaze of his boss, the conflicted man could only utter,

“But…” Even though his hesitance was clear, Carlos did not respond.

He was not worried about the woman’s well-being. If he remembered correctly, she had kicked the asses of nine well-trained security guards during the Loftus family’s party before.

Lighting a second cigarette, Carlos turned to Emmett.

“Start walking to the club. I’m going to park the car somewhere first,” he said indifferently.