Mr. Joshua have blocked Mr. Calvert's car and they are beating him up now! What should I do?"
Carlos paused to think for a moment and then calmly said, "Just act like you didn't see anything. No matter what happens, don't meddle!"
“Y-yes, sir!" the driver stuttered. He looked rather nonplussed by his boss's instructions. ‘That's strange. Isn't Mr. Calvert the future son-in-law of the Hilton family? Why wouldn't Carlos help him?'
A few minutes Later, Sheffield grabbed their coats from the roof of the car and threw one to Joshua, who was gasping for air. After he put on his coat, he gestured at Joshua with his eyes and then got in their respective cars.
Meanwhile, lying feebly on the ground, Calvert stared into the dark sky and clenched his fist tight before mustering the remainder of his strength to slam his knuckles to the ground.
‘Sheffield, I swear to make you regret ever meeting me in this lifetime!' he vowed, wincing in pain.
After the two cars left, Calvert's chauffeur got out of the car and then tried to help the wounded man up. However, as a conceited man,
Calvert didn't want others to see him in such a miserable state. He sat up from the ground on his own and yelled at the chauffeur, "Get your hands off me! I can take care of myself!"
"Yes, sir. Of course!" The chauffeur was so frightened that he wasted no time to jump into the driver's seat, ready to drive off at Calvert's order.
At the Hilton family's manor
After Carlos got off the phone with the driver, he walked to the window and stared out into the distance, deep in thought.
Debbie walked in silently, but to catch the man's attention, she deliberately Let out a loud snort.
"“Humph!"
Carlos flinched a bit, but he didn't turn around.
His deliberate ignorance infuriated Debbie so much that she wanted to beat him to a pulp. Angered, she waved her finger at him and raised her voice.
"You'll be sleeping on the couch tonight!"
‘What? She must be joking!"
Carlos turned around and walked towards the bed.
"Why are you being so dramatic again?"
“Why am I being dramatic? Everyone in my family, except me, knew that
Evelyn was seeing Sheffield all along. Even you decided to keep me in the dark. Why wouldn't I be dramatic? How dare you! Aren't you supposed to be my partner, my beloved husband? Why didn't you tell me anything?
And now you're asking why I am being so dramatic?" When Debbie realized that she was the last person to know about the truth, she flew into a rage.
With a smile in his eyes, Carlos nonchalantly said, "Why would I bother to tell you about him? He's just a bystander in Evelyn's life."
"Is that so? But I think Calvert is the bystander." Matthew had told
Debbie that he would talk to Sheffield tomorrow about Evelyn's ectopic pregnancy.