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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 561
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With dark eyes, Carlos asked, “Go out? Is Hayden still around?”

Debbie got a headache thanks to Carlos’ words. ‘I thought he forgot about Hayden. Turns out I was wrong.” “I don’t know whether he’s still here or not. It has nothing to do with me. I’m not going out to see him. Letguess, you don’t wantto go out, do you? You want to ground me?”

With a snort, Carlos released her and warned, “I don’t want to find out that you pulled something like you did with Hayden again.”

Sticking out her tongue, Debbie teased, “Fine! I won’t tell you.”

The next moment, she was scooped up and thrown onto the bed.

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“Trying to pissoff?” he asked in a hoarse voice as his hand began to stroke her waist.

Debbie went rigid.

“It was just a joke. I’m sorry, honey,” she apologized immediately.

Carlos stood up, adjusted his clothes, took out his phone and dialed a number.

“It’s me, Carlos. A number of things have gone missing in the

Hilton family’s manor. I trust you can look into this.”

Debbie turned over on her stomach on the bed, looking at Carlos with pitiful eyes. After he hung up the phone, she asked in a Low voice,

“Carlos, do you really believe I didn’t do it?”

Carlos undid his tie and cast a sidelong glance at her.

“I know my woman well,” he said shortly.

Debbie was so touched that she stood up and jumped at Carlos. He caught her and held her tight. She kissed him repeatedly on both his cheeks.

“I Love you so much, honey.”

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His heart softened, but he managed to maintain a poker face.

“Don’t try to fool me. I will always remember what you did behind my back.”

‘Why does he sound Like I cheated on him?’ Debbie cursed in her mind.

“What a petty man!” she grumbled, pouting her lips.

“Petty?” he repeated.

“No, no, no! You misheard me. You’re so handsthat I- Aargh! Don’t bite me. I was wrong. My husband is the most wonderful man in the world!”

Deep inside, she began to curse, ‘Carlos! I swear I’ll make you stand barefoot on a porcupine.’

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