Even if Carlos hadn't married Debbie, it wouldn't work.

First of all, Megan was always scheming, and arranging things so she always came out smelling like a rose. Her parents had saved Carlos life. So what? There were other ways to repay them than marrying her.

As for Stephanie, she was a lot like Carlos; condescending, aggressive, bossy and decisive. With two people like that together, Love would be like a battlefield. They would fight all the time over who would get the last word. It would be a marriage made in hell, and it wouldn't last.

Debbie was stubborn and unyielding, but unlike Stephanie, she was still shy and simple. She wasn't vicious like Megan. Nor was she a hypocrite.

When she was with Carlos, she could soften Carlos’ heart, and she'd sacrifice to make him happy.

That was the ideal relationship. The best you could hope for. Those two would live a Long, happy life.

Miranda helped him clear things up, and his headache finally subsided.

"I get it. Thanks, Aunt Miranda."

"Good." As if that were enough emotion for tonight, Miranda's expression melted back to indifference. She turned and left.

Lewis rolled up in front of the manor an hour later. Too afraid of

Carlos, he tried to stay in the car. It took two robust bodyguards to haul him out, trying to pry his hands off various parts of the vehicle so they could get him inside.

Carlos went downstairs and met him in the Living room.

At the same time, James and Tabitha came back inside. Valerie, Wade, and Miranda all gathered in the Living room when they heard the clamor.

Both Carlos and Lewis were pale. Carlos from pain and Lewis from fright.

When the elders took their seats, Lewis was pleading, hands out in front of him.

"It's not what it looked Like, Carlos, um. er... it wasn't my idea. It was Portia. She asked me to sleep with Debbie."

Carlos’ face darkened. ‘Portia?'

Emmett was also confused.

“But Kasie was in the room," he said. ‘How did that happen?' he wondered in his mind.

It also surprised Lewis to discover that it was Kasie in the room and not Debbie as expected.

"I don't know. When I got the call, I was told

Debbie was in the room. But Later on, when Debbie kicked the door open,

I was shocked." Afterwards, he did his investigations. Only then did he realize Portia was behind the whole trick. Had he known it was Kasie in the hotel room, he wouldn't have gone there. Not that he wasn't interested in her. Rather, he happened to be in the middle of something more important when he got the call.

Certainly, for Kasie, he wouldn't have put aside important work. But the person on the phone had assured him that it was Debbie in the hotel room, waiting for him. Straight away, he had rushed to the hotel, his excitement rising with every step.

That was a mistake he would Live to regret. While he was still fumbling for an explanation, Carlos shot up from the couch and angrily charged forward with a clenched fist. It frightened Lewis and he quickly hid himself behind Valerie. The old lady spread her hands, ready to push