Decker was angry, but at the same time, he felt amused. He witnessed Carlos' childish side with his
own eyes, and that was something new to him.
Looking at the little girl who was quietly eating her food, he pointed at her with his chopsticks and
asked, "Don't I treat you well? Why did you have to tell on me, to your daddy?" 'What if Carlos gets
angry and decides not to give me the shares from the Lu Group and his talented employees? If so,
then I'll have to strive for a few more years, ' he thought worriedly.
Evelyn widened her eyes and pursed her lips as she complained, "No, you don't. You wanted to throw
me out." During the past few years, to hide his true identity and pretend to be a good-for-nothing creep,
Decker had deliberately bullied and mistreated Evelyn. When Evelyn was about one year old, Decker
used to snatch her toys away, fight against her for food, call her a bastard child, and even threatened to
throw her out of the house. In her eyes, he was the evilest uncle that did a lot of terrible things to her.
However, now the tides had turned. Decker would never have expected that what he had done in the
past would come back to haunt him one day. Now he was having a taste of his own medicine.
The consequence of offending Debbie, Carlos, and their child was to do all of the chores around the
house. Decker found himself washing the dishes, cleaning the table and kitchen as well as other
tedious jobs like that.
When the family requested fruit to be sliced up while they were watching TV, it was Decker's job to do
it. Then he was expected to wash the plates afterward just like a homemaker would do.
He hated doing housework, more so, serving others. When the three of them went to bed, he was still
up mopping the floor in the living room.
Finally, he was fed up and couldn't stand the degradation any longer. He tossed the mop angrily aside.
Who would imagine that a gang leader with more than a thousand subordinates was forced to act like a
homemaker by Carlos? He couldn't tolerate it anymore. So without hesitation, he grabbed his coat and
left the apartment. He didn't even bother to tell any of them that he was leaving.
According to the wedding custom of this country, the bride would return to her mother's home on the
third day after the wedding. So on the day that Kasie came back to Y City, Debbie finally got the
chance to invite her, Jared, and Dixon, out for a reunion dinner.
Since Debbie was a celebrity, they had booked a private room for discretion at a high-class hotpot
restaurant. They didn't expect that they would run into another old friend there. It was as if fate had
brought them all together again.
By the time Debbie arrived at the restaurant, Jared and Dixon were already sitting in the private room,
waiting for the two ladies.
When they knew that Debbie's car had parked outside the restaurant, Dixon went to her to escort her
in, while Jared stayed at the room to order the dishes.
Dixon glanced at the vehicle's plate number to make sure that it was her. With a smile, he opened the
door for her. The singer got out of the car. She was dressed casually, wearing a mask and a pair of
dark sunglasses. Debbie tried to be as low-key as possible.
"Dixon, have you been waiting for long? Sorry. Kasie should be here soon. Her husband is dropping
her off here," Debbie said as she observed Dixon.
It wasn't working hours, so he wasn't wearing his Western-style suit now. Dixon wore a white shirt with
a knitted waistcoat as a warming layer, black pants and a pair of black leisure shoes. After studying
abroad for a few years, he looked like a refined business elite. With a pair of wire-rimmed glasses that
brought out his scholarly temperament, he easily stood out in the crowd. He attracted quite a few girls
who kept glancing in his direction as they walked towards the entrance of the restaurant.
"No, we just arrived a few minutes ago. You know what? Your husband didn't let me go until the very
last minute," Dixon teased, smiling. When it came to Debbie's affairs, Carlos acted like a child.
The CEO knew that his wife was going to have dinner with some other men tonight and Dixon was one
of them. So to vent his jealousy, he flooded Dixon with all kinds of trouble at work.
Debbie grinned happily with her eyes full of sweetness. "You know he's the great Mr. Jealousy."
They casually chatted as they headed to the private room. When they turned the corner in the hall,
Dixon suddenly stopped in his tracks and froze. Sensing that something was wrong, Debbie looked up
at him. The smile on his face had slowly faded away, and he stared intensely at the other end of the
corridor. Debbie followed his gaze and noticed a familiar face in the distance.
"Kristina?" she exclaimed in shock.
She had tried to get in touch with Kristina after settling down in Y City but failed. Kristina had stopped
using her old phone number, and it seemed that she wasn't using her WeChat account either, because
she hadn't updated any new posts in her Moments for a long time.
Totally out of the blue, she saw a man and a woman heading in their direction and the woman was
Kristina, her old friend who had gone missing for a long time.
She was wearing a black Chanel coat of the latest style, and her arm was draped around the mature
man's. They were talking happily, but when Kristina noticed them, her smile froze on her face.
The awkwardness in the air could be cut with the knife.
The mature man next to Kristina followed her gaze and asked curiously, "Are they your friends?"
Kristina forced a smile and nodded, "Yes, my university classmates..."
Debbie quickly removed the sunglasses and mask. She gazed at Kristina in disbelief and asked
excitedly, "Kristina, where have you been all of these years? We've tried to contact you many times."
Kristina looked at Debbie, and her eyes became watery. She was starting to feel nostalgic. A myriad of
complex feelings had flooded her heart.
She wasn't expecting to run into her old friend and ex-boyfriend here. Being caught off-guard, she
fought back the tears that were threatening to fall. "Deb, long time no see..." 'I have missed you guys
so much, ' she thought but keeping these words to herself.
"Yes, it's been a long time. Kristina, you know that we've missed you so much? Where are you now?
We're having dinner here with Jared and Kasie. We even tried our luck to contact you earlier today.
What a coincidence that we met you here! Come and join us." Debbie invited her with great enthusiasm
while deliberately standing in between her and Dixon. She knew the two would feel embarrassed and
awkward to meet each other again.
Despite how uncomfortable it was for Dixon and Kristina, Debbie still felt it necessary to invite Kristina
to the reunion dinner. They used to all be good friends, after all.
Kristina was stunned for a moment. It was beyond her expectation that Debbie and the others would
still invite her to a reunion dinner, especially since she had disappeared without any contact for so long.
She was at a loss, not knowing what to do. After a moment's hesitation, she whispered to the mature
man next to her, "Do you mind if I don't go back with you now? I would really like to catch up with my
old friends."
The man smiled and gently nodded. "No problem. I'll come and pick you up later."
"Thanks... Oh, Debbie, I'd like to introduce my husband to you. This is Layne Hang."
Debbie and Dixon exchanged shocked glances, because Kristina's husband looked more than ten
years older than her.
Kristina didn't mind their shocked expressions. She continued with the introductions. "Honey, this is my
friend, Debbie Nian. She's the singer that I love the most. I told you about her before." The truth was,
last time when Debbie held her first concert in Y City, Kristina had secretly bought a ticket to see the
show. But she deliberately chose a seat that was at the back of the stadium, far away from the stage so
she wasn't seen.
Kristina remembered the moment when Kasie had walked onto the stage and sang a song with Debbie.
She had been sitting alone in her seat, but she hummed the tune along with them between tears and
laughter.
Layne Hang and Debbie shook hands with each other politely. He was also in the business circles, so
he had heard of Debbie. "I know her. She's Mr. Huo's woman," he commented.
Debbie smiled bashfully and asked, "You know Carlos?"
"Everyone in business knows of him. I had the honor of meeting him once," Layne Hang replied,
emanating a charming aura from a mature businessman. Debbie wondered if that was the reason why
Kristina had married him.
After Debbie and Layne Hang had exchanged some pleasantries, Kristina finally turned to look at
Dixon, who was standing next to Debbie.
Even though Kristina avoided extended eye contact with him, she could sense the significant changes
in Dixon. He looked outstanding. He had a confident, elegant, and distinguished vibe about him now.
No longer was he the ordinary poor guy. He stood out in the crowd. She tried to compose herself and
make her voice sound as calm as possible as she said, "Honey, this was the most excellent student in
our class, Dixon Shu. Dixon, this is my husband, Layne Hang."
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