Last time they were here, Carlos and Debbie had sex in this very booth. That memory rose unbidden in Debbie's thoughts.
She believed he'd do the same right here and now. Carlos was making his intentions plain as he put his hand under her dress. Just at that moment, they heard a tiny voice. It was obvious it belonged to Piggy. She stood at the door to the bedroom inside the private booth and asked curiously, "Uncle Carlos? Mommy?"
Carlos and Debbie were enjoying their passionate kiss, and were startled by her voice.
A bit ago, Piggy complained of being tired, so Carlos had taken her to the bedroom and sung her to sleep. Debbie and Carlos were too focused on the fireworks between them to think about Piggy once she was asleep. Piggy, who just woke up, rubbed her eyes and stared at the two people on the couch with wide, innocent eyes.
Carlos sat up and straightened his shirt, which had been wrinkled because of his recent close encounter with Debbie. He then looked at Piggy with a soft smile. "Your mom had a stomachache, and I was rubbing her belly to help her feel better."
Debbie was at a loss for words.
"By kissing Mommy? Only mommies and daddies kiss," Piggy said with a serious expression.
This was what Debbie told her a long time ago. Debbie didn't expect her to still remember it.
Carlos came over to her and scooped her up in his arms. "Piggy's right. Only mommies and daddies kiss. Won't happen again," he coaxed her.
"Okay. Say sorry."
Carlos was shocked. He pulled a long face and apologized to Debbie reluctantly, "Sorry."
After giving Carlos a look of triumphant satisfaction, she pretended to be kind and generous. "You're good. Just don't do it again."
Looking at Debbie's smug smile and Piggy's innocent eyes, Carlos felt outmatched by the mother-daughter team.
When they left the club, Carlos suggested taking Debbie and Piggy to his manor. But Debbie had to work early the next day, and the manor was pretty much out of the way. She turned him down.
So Carlos asked Frankie to drive Piggy to the manor. Debbie protested initially, but Carlos eventually convinced her. "You can't take care of her," he said. "You're drunk." She was tired and just gave in. He escorted her to a limo, got in with her, and drove to the Champs Bay Apartments.
At Building 2, Champs Bay Apartments
The black posh car pulled up in front of the entrance. Carlos got out and walked over to the passenger side to open the door for Debbie. She stumbled out of the car.
Somehow, she tripped and fell right into his arms.
Carlos held her waist with one hand, and closed the door with the other. He then pressed her against the car and said seriously, "We need to talk."
Debbie didn't respond. She cradled his neck and cast a glance at the lighted apartment on the sixth floor. "Your fiancee is home. Aren't you afraid of getting caught?" she asked playfully.
Carlos was so close she could feel the man's warm breath on her face. Her rosy cheeks blushed red and her heart started beating faster. "Forget about her. This is about Evelyn."
"Evelyn…" Debbie said with a broad smile, "Oh yeah, she's at the manor. With Frankie. I need to—" She lost her train of thought for a moment, tired and drunk. "Need to pick her—pick her up tomorrow."
Seeing that she was too drunk to talk, Carlos gave up and kissed her.
"Mmmph! Hey, you promised Piggy you wouldn't kiss me, remember?" Debbie's lips hurt a little, so she protested.
Carlos gasped, his hands balled into fists. "I said I wouldn't kiss you in front of her. We're alone."
"Hardly,"
said a man in the darkness. His tone was less than thrilled. He walked towards Carlos and Debbie.
Debbie was sobered up a little when she heard the voice. She looked at him and said in an angry voice, "Decker. Seriously? Gee, would you like to join us? It's not like…like…um. Oh yeah, it's not like we're in the middle of anything."
Decker stood near Carlos and Debbie, but Carlos had no intention of letting her go. He gave Decker an indifferent look.
Decker was wearing casual clothes. Flames of rage flashed through his eyes. "Don't touch her. You do know she's married, right?"
Debbie tensed up. 'Hey, how did he find out about that? I never told him.'
Instead of letting Debbie go, Carlos gave her a squeeze and kissed her lips. "So what?" He then declared arrogantly, "Besides, don't worry. She's getting a divorce. Right, honey?"
A dash of sarcasm flashed in Decker's eyes. "Huh? Let me get this straight: Mr. Huo, the CEO of ZL Group, goes after another man's wife?"
Carlos was not angry at all. "She's my baby's mom. I did nothing wrong," he said indifferently.
When Carlos said this, he kept an eye on Debbie. He wanted to see how she reacted to this. Her eyes widened, and shock choked the words in her throat. The shocking truth slammed into her in full force.
'What? He knows?'
Debbie then realized that Carlos had called her "Evelyn's mom" or made reference to it several times at the party tonight. It seemed like he already knew Evelyn was his kid before he showed up.
Her reaction was no surprise to Carlos. After he saw the results of the DNA test, he wore the same expression while the child slept next to him.
He had such an adorable and sensitive child. No one knew how thrilled he was at that moment.
Decker wasn't surprised in the least. But to keep up appearances, he feigned shock and asked Carlos, "You're Piggy's dad?"
Carlos then looked at Decker and answered seriously, "Yes. I'm her biological father."
'Because of Debbie, my daughter has to call Ivan "Dad!"'
Whenever he thought of it, he couldn't help but get angry at the woman in his arms.
"Dude! Seriously? Go home, Mr. Handsome. You're really drunk," Debbie slurred. She put a hand to the car to steady herself. "Piggy's mine," she added. She didn't know that Carlos had already had a DNA test done, and was still trying to fool him.
Carlos snorted, "Who's the father? You had her by asexual reproduction? She just formed a bud on your arm and fell off?"
"Yes… Er, no. Hayden's the dad." Debbie was panicked at the fact that Carlos already knew Evelyn's true identity. Her plan was unravelling, and things were going faster than she wanted.
"Hayden?" Carlos sneered. "You know what? I already asked him."
"What?"
"Yeah, he said he didn't know who the father was." What Carlos didn't tell Debbie was that he used the Gu Group as leverage. If Hayden lied, he would have to deal with an unfriendly corporate takeover. A long time ago, Hayden had claimed he was the father while they happened to meet at a restaurant. That turned out to be a lie.
Hayden was a clever man. This time, he guessed that Carlos must know something, so he didn't try to mess with his head. He simply said he didn't know.
