Chapter 609

The question piqued Megan’s interest.

“Of course I’ll go for Economics and Management, Like Aunt Debbie. Hopefully, after graduation, you’ll

find me a slot for work in your company. It would be exciting to be part of your team at work,” she

enthused, smiling from ear to ear.

Mulling over her excitement, Carlos cast her a meaningful glance.

“Okay. An Economics and Management School in the United States is pretty good. You can—”

Before he could finish, she interrupted him.

“Uncle Carlos, thanks for the generous offer. But I’d prefer going to the Economics and

Management School right here in Alorith. I don’t want to study abroad.

That would be like sending me away from you. I don’t know how I could live far from here,” Megan

pleaded earnestly as she grabbed Carlos’ sleeve and looked at him with innocent doe eyes.

But Carlos simply drew his sleeve out of her delicate hands and poured himself another glass of wine.

“We’ll see,” he said, sounding distant.

Taking Large gulps, he downed the glass without another word. He was watching, trying to see what

she’d say next.

“Uncle Carlos, you’ve had too much already. Let’s go back home,” Megan suggested, looking at Carlos,

who was leaning against the couch now his eyes shut as if in deep contemplation

When he opened his eyes, he took the phone out from his pocket and handed it over to Megan.

“Call Tristan and ask him to drive me home.”

“Sure.”

Megan input the password, but to her surprise, it was wrong. Jealousy flooded her as she knew it must

have had something to do with Debbie

She took a deep breath and said, “Uncle Carlos, I have no password.”

With his eyes closed once again, he told her the numbers without even bothering to look at her.

On call, Megan seemed to have poor connection in the private booth.

Tristan couldn’t hear what she was saying.

Holding Carlos’ phone, Megan said to him, “Uncle Carlos, the reception in the room is bad. I’ll take the

call outside.”

“Okay,” Carlos responded.

Megan hung up the phone and walked out of the private booth. She was about to call Tristan again

when Carlos‘ phone started ringing. It was an unknown number.

Megan stared at the number, wondering, ‘Who’s this? Why are they calling on Carlos’ private number?’

She decided to answer the call.

“Hello?” she said.