Milo stood there in shocked silence.

Debbie, on the other hand, pulled her phone from her purse and called her driver to pick her up. She was on her way to see Carlos for the first time in three years. On her way to see the man she had believed to be dead.

When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, “Is Carlos

Hilton here?"

One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that.

If you don't have an appointment, you need to Leave."

Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that

Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it!

Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking Lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car.

She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look.

Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos’ car?"

Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Carlos you'll have to go through me. And that ain‘t happening

But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?"

He pointed to the cars nearby.

“Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone.”

Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious.

Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him.

"So he's not dead?"

Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, “Are you nuts?

Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!"

“He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself.

The driver opened the door, trying to make her Lose her balance.

"Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Carlos. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'LL call the guards."

Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions.

“Why is he here in Zugrurg? Is he still the CEO of Hilton Group?"