Still, Niles asked again, "Did the police say anything about the accident?"

Seemingly deep in thought for a while, Wesley then answered, “James wouldn't allow us to get involved. He asked some people to update him about how the investigation was going. In the end, they were able to confirm that the driver had been driving under extreme exhaustion and died on the spot. He didn't have a wife or any kids. All he had was an old disabled mother."

James had informed them that the poor driver's mother was a pitiable old lady, who was over 80 years of age. Their family was quite impoverished. If you could see their house, you wouldn't be able to find a single piece of decent furniture, so asking her to pay for the hospitalization was out of the question. After all, the old lady had also been so devastated after finding out that his son had died. So, ultimately, they had no choice but to drop the issue.

For a while, the air was filled with deafening silence. Before stepping out of the vehicle, Niles suddenly asked Wesley, “By the way, where is

Blair? I haven't seen her in such a long time. Have the two of you broken up or something?" Giving him an intense glare, Wesley responded,

“You should just stay out of adult matters.”

“As a commander of the army, you couldn't do anything to make your relationship with a woman work out even after four years of being together. Big deal, ‘ Niles pondered to himself.

It should go without saying that Debbie had no clue about what those men had been talking about. She kept on reminding herself that just because Carlos was being so distant with her, she shouldn't be giving up hope that they could still turn their relationship back to the way it used to be.

For two days straight, she stayed over at Kasie's place. Originally, she was planning to acquire an apartment right next to Carlos’ at

Building 2 of the Champs Bay Apartments. Unfortunately, the unit had a steep cost of $100, 00@ per square meter, so she had to think of something else.

Getting a bit of help from a realtor, she managed to get the apartment right above Carlos’, on a lease.

As she was moving her stuff, she chanced upon Stephanie walking a dog along the road. With this, Debbie came up with a plan. After a while, she headed over to the pet shop and purchased a Bichon Frise, the exact same breed as Stephanie's pet dog. There was just one thing different about them, though. Stephanie's dog was female, while Debbie, on the other hand, had gotten herself a male one.

After carefully observing Carlos’ routine for several days, Debbie had become familiar with his pattern. When it was time, Debbie would come downstairs with her dog just at the time when Carlos would walk his dog.

Moreover, each of their “chance encounters" took place when Stephanie wasn't home.

It was the same today. Carlos was walking his white Bichon Frise,

Millie, as usual, when all of a sudden, he heard another dog barking behind him. The barking came nearer and nearer. Then a woman called,

“Harley, slow down."

Harley was the name of Debbie's dog.

When Harley saw Millie, he quickened his pace towards her and jumped excitedly around her.

Debbie quickly picked Harley up before Carlos became angry. She turned to Carlos apologizing, "I'm sorry, he got off the leash."

“He breaks off the leash every day?" Carlos said bluntly.

‘Humph! This man isn't nice at all, ‘ Debbie thought to herself. She ruffled Harley's fur playfully and retorted, “That's right. Opposite sexes attract each other. It's normal for him to behave that way.

Carlos, why would you be angry at a dog?”

Carlos' face darkened. He ignored Debbie and continued walking with

Millie.