Carlos, as I said, Sheffield is being forced to be with Miss Evelyn. He told me that she had gone to Flando on her own to get back together with him."

Evelyn couldn't help but snort. ‘Really? She wants to play this little trick in front of my father? How naive.*

Carlos replied in a cold voice, "Fine. I believe you." Then, he turned to Evelyn.

“Why don't you dump him now? Let's see if he is still willing to choose you over Gillian."

Gillian wasn't sure where this was going, but she nodded and said,

“Okay. Thank you, Mr. Carlos.

After a moment's consideration, Carlos said, “Actually, we have so many of our people here, while you are all by yourself. People might think we are bullying you. How about this? You call Sheffield and tell him that Evelyn doesn't want him anymore. Let's see what he says. Oh, don't forget to put it on speaker. We want to hear how relieved he is after being dumped by Evelyn."

Gillian froze. ‘He asks me to call Sheffield?' She managed to force a smile while her hands and legs trembled.

"Mr. Carlos, he's on a business trip. He might be busy."

Carlos raised his eyebrows.

“That's not true. No matter how busy a man is, he would always make time to pick up a call from his beloved woman

I have been in Sheffield's place too, and I would never miss a call from my wife."

Just as Carlos finished his words, the employees turned their heads towards him. Someone exclaimed in a hushed voice, "Oh my God! Mr.

Carlos spoils his wife so much! He just confessed his love for her out loud."

“He is such an amazing husband!"

"He's right. Gillian just needs to make the phone call and we'll know whether she's telling the truth.”

Gillian just stood there, not knowing what to do. Carlos’ face darkened. The temperature around him seemed to have declined to freezing levels.

"Are you aware of how much this company is losing while Evelyn and I stand here, doing nothing? Can you afford to compensate? Don't waste our time. Call him now!"

Carlos barked, his eyes ferociously fixed on her

Gillian trembled in fear. She fumbled for the phone in her pocket and unlocked it slowly.

Carlos knew that she was stalling for time.

“Make the call for her," he ordered Nadia.

"Yes, Mr. Carlos," she replied, looking at the woman in contempt. ‘First, it was Dollie

And now, this lady. Why are there so many brainless women around

Sheffield?' she thought to herself.