Valerie was tough and stubborn, while Douglas was easy-going. He was always the one that caved in. He humored her in everything.

Valerie's Lips trembled at the mention of Douglas. She flustered.

"Your grandpa is weak. He has been weak all his life. But you're different.

You have always been proud and strong, shining like a star. Why should you flatter that kind of woman?"

“And what kind of woman is that?" Carlos asked, fury rising in him.

“She is my wife, the woman I will spend the rest of my life with.”

Carlos didn't want to talk to Valerie anymore.

"Emmett, take my grandma to her room. She is tired."

"Yes, Carlos," Emmett replied.

Megan and Emmett held out their hands to hold Valerie's arms.

"Wait!" she said to them. She used to think she knew Carlos, but right now, she wasn't so sure. He was more aggressive and more arrogant than she was.

She couldn't change his mind, but she could change the subject.

"I have something else I want to talk about," she said in a softer tone.

Carlos didn't say anything. He didn't see the point. He had figured out what it was, and it turned out that he was right.

Valerie took a deep breath and continued in a concerned voice, "You know, Lewis is your cousin. You two are blood. You even sprang to get him back here from France. You shouldn't be fighting over a woman." She paused, waiting for a reply.

Carlos sneered. He rubbed his forehead and looked at Wade and Miranda.

“What do you guys think?"

Surprised by his sudden question, the couple fumbled to come up with an answer. They came up short.

They knew what Lewis did. After a moment, Wade wanted to say something, but Miranda stopped him by pulling his sleeve. Then she told Carlos,

“Lewis is spoiled. That's why he can't keep himself out of trouble. If you need to nail him to the wall, just do it. Just remember he's our kid. We won't get involved in this, but cut him some slack every once in awhile."

The room was quiet again. Miranda's attitude surprised everyone, including Carlos.

Valerie stood up from the bed abruptly and started scolding Miranda, who was stone-faced, “I don't believe you! Lewis is your kid. Stand up for him, and don't let Carlos be rough on him. What kind of parents are you?"

Last time in New York, Carlos had beaten Lewis so badly the Lecherous man had ended up in the hospital for a couple weeks. Carlos had also fired him and thrown him out of Hilton Group.

Now, Lewis had pissed off Carlos once again. If no one got involved,

Lewis might end up much worse off than last time.