Chapter 576

Uncle Carlos spend the night here if I want. Want proof?” Megan asked in a weird, creepy voice.

“Huh! Who on earth do you really like? Carlos? Wesley? Curtis? Or

Damon?” Debbie asked.

“I like them all,” Megan answered simply.

“You’re absolutely the biggest ho I’ve ever known. Too bad for you, Carlos‘s married. I’m his wife, and

you’re just one of many women who want him.”

“I warned you, but since you’re so stupid, don’t cry when things get tough.” Megan laughed like a happy

witch over the phone.

Debbie had never feared anyone before except Carlos. An 18-year-old was definitely no threat to her.

What was she thinking? Besides, Carlos wouldn’t cheat on her. He had many opportunities to, and

hadn’t done so yet. So was Megan just a madwoman chasing a dream she could never have?

Or was there something to what she was saying? After all, Carlos’ family seemed to like Megan a lot

more than they Liked Debbie. On the other hand, Carlos had beaten his own family members in

defense of

Debbie, so maybe this was really woman to woman.

“Bring it, Megan!”

“Good!”

“Can you hand the phone to my husband now?”

“Of course, Aunt Debbie!” Magically, Megan’s voice was back to the usual sweet one. She was good at

sounding bubbly and innocent. Probably the weapon she used well against Carlos, and on the family if

anyone called her out on her actions.

She walked downstairs and came to the kitchen, where Carlos was cooking for her.

“Why did you come downstairs?” he asked when she showed up at the door.

With a sad face, Megan raised the phone so that he could see the screen.

“Aunt Debbie wants to talk to you. I didn’t want to come down.

But she said it’s urgent. I told her you were cooking, and then she started yelling at me. Uncle Carlos,

you should try and calm her down.”

Debbie heard everything. ‘She’s pretending to be soft and innocent again, that evil, manipulative bitch!’

she cursed.

Seeing that Megan had answered his private call, Carlos was a bit annoyed.

“Go wait outside,” he said to her.

Megan read the annoyance on Carlos’ face. She left the kitchen obediently.

Left alone, Carlos asked tenderly on the phone, “Why aren’t you asleep yet? It’s late.”

Little did he know how hard Debbie was trying to suppress her anger.

Remembering Kasie’s advice, she answered gently, “I couldn’t sleep. I was worried about you. Did your

dad and grandma get mad at you again?”