The others in the room stared at Carlos and Debbie. They thought that they would be witnessing a horror scene with Carlos strangling Stephanie to death, but instead, it seemed like they had ended up watching a romantic movie. Carlos and Debbie were openly showing their affection for each other.
Debbie had calmed down after hearing Carlos' soothing words. She cast a sideways glance at him and asked, "Really?"
"Really! I promise!" Carlos said with a soft smile.
Debbie heaved a long sigh of relief and then said, "You would be doing Stephanie and James a favor if you kill them off so easily. We should torture them first and then turn them over to the police. Let them suffer for what they did." Although Carlos didn't tell everyone that he had gotten his memory back, almost everyone around him already knew the truth, including James. James already had plans in place to deal with the situation if Carlos ever turned against him. He just didn't know when that day would come.
Carlos hadn't planned to deal with his enemies this soon. But Stephanie's actions had pushed his buttons. She tried to drug him.
When Carlos had figured out her intentions, he pretended to be drugged and came to the room with her. Then, he had laid her tricks bare.
"Okay. I'll do as you say."
After soothing his woman, Carlos turned to the others. His eyes were cold again. He looked at Curtis, Colleen and Tristan, and asked indifferently, "Wanna stay and watch the show?"
Curtis nodded with a smirk.
Colleen felt uneasy and tugged at Curtis' sleeve. "Show? Is it gonna be bloody?" she asked, fear evident in her voice. She had heard of Carlos' cruel means whilst he dealt with his enemies, and had just felt his demonic aura a moment ago.
Curtis patted her shoulder. "Don't worry. Carlos is a reasonable man."
Carlos had his men take Stephanie to a Presidential Suite's bedroom. Then he and the rest of the party went after them.
After arranging everything for the "show," Carlos and Curtis sat at an automatic mahjong table in the living room.
A few minutes later, Niles entered, gasping for air. After quickly grabbing a glass of water, he asked, "Carlos, I've been working for the whole day. I am only here since you asked me to come as soon as possible. Dude, I'm super exhausted. What do you want?"
Carlos, who was playing with the mahjong tiles, raised his eyes to look at Niles. "Did you bring enough money?"
"What?" Niles stared blankly at Carlos.
"General Never-victorious, he wants you to play mahjong with us," Curtis said with a grin. "You know that Carlos seldom loses. If you don't have enough money, call your brother and ask him to wire some money to your account."
"Hey, watch it! Who are you calling General Never-victorious, huh? I won big against Carlos the night before Pepper Nian's wedding."
Debbie was stunned. 'The night before my wedding? How did I not know about this?' she thought, staring at Carlos.
Curtis chuckled. "How silly! You just reminded Carlos of his very unpleasant memory. You are doomed, Niles. I do feel bad for you." Niles had not only reminded Carlos of the money he had lost that night, but also mentioned the one thing Carlos hated to hear the most—Debbie's marriage to Ivan.
Niles panicked. He knew that he had messed up. He said immediately, "I don't feel like playing mahjong today. I'm only here to watch the show. Carlos, you called me here to watch the show, right?"
Without sparing him even a single glance, Carlos simply spat, "No mahjong, no show."
'Damn! I shouldn't have come here. No, I shouldn't have answered his call in the first place. He's gonna torture me now!' Niles cursed inwardly. Left with no choice, he sat opposite Carlos. Staring at the empty chair, he asked curiously, "We need a fourth player. Who else did you call?"
Carlos finally raised his eyes to look at Niles. "You'll know when he's here."
Within a few minutes, someone knocked at the door and then two bodyguards pushed a woman into the room.
Debbie recognized her.
Glenda, Stephanie's mother.
Debbie asked Carlos in a low voice, "Why bring her here?"
Her hot breath on his ear made his senses tingle. He bent towards her and said in a whisper, "Mother and daughter should share their weal and woe."
Debbie frowned. 'Share their weal and woe? What does he mean? Does he have something planned for Glenda as well?'
Glenda's face was in shock when she saw the people in the room. But before she could say anything, one of the bodyguards gagged her, and the other tied her up. She could neither speak nor move. Horror was seen plainly in her face. She made strange noises, but no one could make out what she was saying. No one cared.
The bodyguards threw her into the bedroom where Stephanie was being held. Stephanie was on the bed, struggling because of the drug. Beads of sweat broke out on her face, and her clothes were loose.
After another ten minutes, the last person of the show arrived.
The fox. James Huo.
He was relieved when he saw so many people in the room. Carlos had asked him to come over, and he had been uneasy the whole way. 'He can't do anything to me under so many watchful eyes, ' he thought.
When Debbie's eyes met James', she ground her teeth in rage. Her hands balled into fists, her eyes full of resentment. How she wished she could kill the old bastard right there!
A warm hand wrapped around her fist. Carlos raised her fist and kissed it softly.
Like a magic spell was cast upon her, Debbie instantly calmed down.
Curtis put on his usual smile and greeted James, "Good evening, Uncle James. You came at just the right time. Come and play with us."
Niles too gave him a broad smile and said, "Uncle James, I have already lost too much money to them. Help me!"
James didn't miss the intimate interaction between Debbie and Carlos. He looked away from them and forced a smile. "How rude of you guys! It's so late, yet you called me over to play mahjong."
After he sat down, Carlos pressed a button and the table automatically shuffled the mahjong tiles. "Playing just mahjong will be boring. Wait for a while. We have an interesting show coming up soon," he said.
James had a bad feeling in his gut, but he didn't know what was going to happen. He tried to stay calm. "Really? I'm looking forward to it."
The first round started. While they were playing, no one spoke. The atmosphere was rather tense. By the end of the round, Niles said cheerfully, "I won! Ha-ha! Looks like it's my lucky day!"
After taking the chips from the other three, Niles pressed the button on the table once again and they began the second round.
As if Carlos and Curtis had made some deal beforehand, Niles and James continued to win more rounds.
James became much more relaxed after winning some money. "Niles, you have made a lot of money this evening. You have to buy us something to snack on."
Niles raised his chin proudly and said, "No problem! Order anything you like."
"Ha-ha!" James laughed heartily.
After a while, the doorbell rang again. Tristan went to answer the door. James raised his head to see who it was, and then he frowned deeply.
A bad smell pervaded the room. Everyone in the room closed their noses, overcome with a feeling of nausea.
