Burning Passion: Love Never Die

It was only then that he remembered he had a wife. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

As Phillip received no response from the other end of the line, he suggested, “Mr. Hilton, why don’t you talk with Mrs. Hilton about it?”

“How much does she want?” Carlos asked coldly.

“Nothing. She even wishes to give up her share of your mutual property.”

“She wants to give up everything?”

“That’s right. But Mr. Hilton, I would like to remind you that your father is not in good health at the moment. If he finds out about this, he will Lose his temper again. What’s more, if the news that your wife has abandoned you spreads, I’m afraid it will leave a bad impact on you and the company,” Philip concluded calmly.

“Very well. Put the agreement in my office. I’ll return to Alorith in two days.”

“Yes, Mr. Hilton.” Philip did not dare to say anything more.

After all, once Carlos had made up his mind, nobody could change his decision.

In the Blue Night Bar in Alorith.

As the night fell, more and more young people entered the bar.

Debbie usually wore casual clothes. But since today was her birthday, she had decided to wear a pink dress trimmed with lace. It was unusual for her to dress like a lady. Several classmates of hers pulled out their phones and took pictures with her.

While they were enjoying the party, a fat drunkard appeared out of nowhere and wrapped an arm around Debbie’s waist.

“Hey, beautiful lady. Let’s also take a photo.”

As the man sexually harassed her, Debbie slapped him across the face with all her strength.

The drunkard sobered up in an instant. He gritted his teeth in anger and walked closer, intending to teach Debbie a lesson.

Fortunately, her classmates stood in front of her to protect her.

Debbie was a sheer beauty. This was not the first time she had experienced being harassed by filthy men.

One of Debbie’s classmates looked at the drunkard up and down and commented with utter disdain, “Can you behave yourself? It’s embarrassing for an old man like you to annoy a young girl.”

“Next time, Look at yourself in the mirror before you leave your house.

How did you have the nerve to take a picture with a decent lady? You sick fuck,” another mocked.

The man was enraged that the group of young people insulted his appearance. Fuming with anger, he put down his drink and bellowed, “How dare you?! I won’t Let you off!”

As soon as he said those words, he waved his hand. Soon, a group of hooligans surrounded Debbie and her classmates.

Those who had attended Debbie’s birthday were her college students.

Afraid they would make trouble for themselves, they did not dare to fight off campus.