Chapter 585

Megan kept shaking her head, her face turning pale.

“Didn’t you declare war on me? Why so afraid now?” Debbie confronted her. Carlos stepped forward,

pulling them away from each other.

As soon as they were separated, Megan weakly leaned into Carlos’ arms, her body trembling. Debbie

sneered, “Carlos, you feel your heart ache, don’t you?”

Carlos shut his eyes.

“Don’t make a fuss out of nothing!”

‘Make a fuss? Me? She’s got her hooks in you, ‘ Debbie laughed ironically in her mind.

She felt Like she was suffocated by her anger.

“Fine, I’m in the wrong.

I’m a troublemaker!” she yelled, a Lump in her throat.

Ignoring them, she turned away and ran upstairs.

To prevent the two women from fighting again, Carlos had a housemaid prepare a guest room for

Megan on the ground floor. After confirming that Megan was fine, he turned around to leave. It was

better this way.

Debbie was stopped from doing much at the Hilton family’s house. But here, away from all the elders

who disliked her, her anger had free reign. Tomboy’s rage was a terrible thing to behold. Carlos thought

he’d better make them stay away from each other for the moment.

“Uncle Carlos…” Megan called out, her body curling up in the bed.

“I’m sorry if I make you and Aunt Debbie unhappy. Maybe I should fly back to Alorith alone tomorrow.”

Carlos glanced at her, shaking his head.

“No. Stay here. Sleep tight.”

Before he left, he turned off the Lamp. But all of a sudden, Megan jumped out of the bed and rushed to

him. She threw herself into his arms, stopping him from leaving the room.

“Uncle Carlos, trust me. Aunt

Debbie doesn’t Love you at all…”

“Megan!” Carlos cried out sternly. He tried to pull himself away from her.

Megan raised her voice.

“It’s true! Think about it. You’ve been with her awhile, but why hasn’t she gotten pregnant yet? Don’t

you think something is wrong?”

Her words froze Carlos.

Megan composed herself and continued, “I saw…saw Aunt Debbie take birth control pills. I didn’t want

to tell you this. But I don’t want you to hate me because of her! I want you to know who she really is…”

Carlos asked, “When did you see that, and where?”