Debbie sneered.

“If you think I will just let them walk away without making them suffer at least a little, then this call is pointless.”

‘Did this old lady really think that she could threaten me into doing whatever she wanted just with a phone call? I'm not a pushover!' Debbie laughed silently.

Valerie took a deep breath to compose herself.

“Debbie, don't get too smug."

“I'm too smug?' Debbie snorted.

"To be honest, I had a huge fight with your grandson over Megan. We are not even talking to each other at the moment. So, you know, I don't want to take the initiative to contact

Carlos. I will be happy if you don't need me to call him

Valerie panicked slightly. ‘She won't call him? No, I can't give up now.' Debbie was her Last straw in helping Lewis and James out of the lawsuit. Left with no choice, she softened her voice and asked, "What do you want?"

"I don't want anything... No, actually...there's one thing. I want you and James to acknowledge me as Carlos’ wife. If I'm not good enough, just tell me what I should do. But give me the respect that I deserve.

Don't go against me for everything I do and resort to violence. I don't think I'm asking for too much." ‘What else do I need from you? Carlos has already given me everything. I just want some spiritual comfort from the Hilton family members, ‘ she thought to herself.

Valerie agreed without a thought.

“Okay. She had intended to change her attitude towards Debbie if she could just make Carlos show some mercy towards James and Lewis. She was planning to be nicer to her if she could give her that much.

After ending the nervous call, Debbie heaved a sigh

She was lost in deep thoughts as she stared at the locked phone screen

She felt so annoyed. Every time she had a fight with Carlos, she always had to be the first one to contact him because of some reason or the other. Frustrated, she grumbled under her breath

Their previous quarrels were not as serious as this one, so it was okay for her to make a concession in the past. But for this time, what he had done infuriated her to no end. How could she take the initiative to talk to him? She had already rejected at least a hundred calls from him in the past few days.

The next morning, Lewis and Portia showed up at the Civil Affairs

Bureau of Alorith. After going through some procedures, they smoothly registered their marriage.

As soon as they stepped out of the bureau, a throng of reporters instantly surrounded them. Shortly afterwards, everyone in the city knew that Lewis and Portia were married.

In the evening, Lewis took Portia along with him to the manor, and showed their marriage License to Carlos.

Carlos shifted his gaze away from their marriage license and said indifferently, “Stay at the manor tonight. Fly to England tomorrow morning."

"Yes, of course! We'll leave first thing in the morning," Lewis said obediently. ALL he wanted to do right now was butter Carlos up as much as possible, hoping that this overbearing man wouldn't lock him up in prison.

Despite her reluctance to apologize to Debbie, Portia had no choice but to nod, "Yes, Mr. Carlos."

As he opened the company file to continue his work, Carlos said calmly,