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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 626
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Without giving it too much thought, Debbie said, “Okay, hurry please.

Bye.”

She gave the phone back to the driver and explained, “My friends are coming. You’ll have to wait a moment. But I’ll pay you double the fare.”

At that, the anger disappeared from his face, and he visibly relaxed.

He even chatted a little with Debbie. He had quite a few questions, but she must have presented quite a sight. She didn’t have tto gather up winter clothing, and sof her clothes were Lost in the accident, anyway. Her scalp had stopped bleeding, but she still had the bandage on, which people’s eyes were naturally drawn to. And of course, with nurse’s scrubs, you couldn’t really tell where she worked. Debbie had eschewed the ntag when she donned the nurse’s outfit.

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“Which hospital do you work in? That looks like a nasty wound. It’s freezing cold. Why are you not bundled up? Aren’t you cold?”

Debbie looked at the clothes she was wearing and feigned embarrassment .

“I spilled water on my own clothes. These clothes belong to my friend.

And I cto borrow sclothes from another of my friends.”

“Oh, you should be more careful. You could catch a cold dressed Like that.

Ten minutes later, Debbie saw someone approaching. It wasn’t Kasie, but

Carlos.

When Zelda got out of the car and paid Debbie’s fare, her first thought was, ‘Holy Crap! Run!”

She opened the back door quickly and ran away from the Emperor Like crazy.

Watching her fleeing figure, Carlos took out his phone and ordered,

“Mrs. Hilton is running down Riverside Lane. Stop her!”

Soon enough, a Bentley pulled up in front of Debbie, blocking her path.

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She almost ran into it, and had to put her hands on the door to steady herself.

Two bodyguards walked out of the car and stood in her way.

“Good evening, Mrs. Hilton,” they greeted her respectfully.

“Good? Nothing good about this evening, ‘ Debbie thought in frustration.

She turned her head. The Emperor rolled up alongside her.

The car window was rolled down. Carlos Looked at her and asked, “Where do you think you’re going?”

Clad in only the nurse’s oufit, Debbie trembled from the cold, but still, she rolled her eyes at Carlos and responded stubbornly, “None of your damn business.”

‘Gosh, why is it so cold? I’m freezing.’