“That’s me.”

“Hello, Miss Debbie. I’m the receptionist on the fifth floor of the

Alioth Building. You have a booth reserved for you, starting at 6 p.m.

When and where would you like us to pick you up?”

Debbie was perplexed. ‘What?’ “I have a reservation at six?”

“Yes. That’s what we have entered in our system. Is there a problem?”

The woman started sounding confused too.

Debbie’s eyes brightened.

“No, I’m good. I just forgot. Thank you for reminding me. No need to pick me up. Just pick up Elmer from the Longo

Group. Thank you.”

“Noted. See you Later, Miss Debbie. Looking forward to your patronage.”

“Thank you. Bye.”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

That was a Load off Debbie’s mind. ‘Carlos is a great guy.

God, I love you, Mr. Handsome. *

Then she texted him.

“Thank you, Carlos. Kisses.”

This time, she got a message from him. A brief one-“take a hike!”

“Okeydokey, bye.” Debbie put her phone down with a smile. When she gazed at Ivan, who Lay there quietly, she was seized by mixed emotions

Should she tell Ivan’s mom? Would Ivan get mad if she did? Stumped, she called Irene for advice.

“Where are you?” she asked her.

“I’m in Milan for an MV. You should be making an MV on Jeju Island. Is it nice there?” Irene asked cheerfully.

Debbie sighed.

“I’ve been so busy. My name has been cleared, but your brother was hurt. Work is stacking up.”

“What happened to my brother?” Irene’s voice was thick with worry

“He was shot, but he’s in stable condition. I wonder if I should tell…Mom and Dad about this.” Debbie was about to say “your parents.”

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