She had thought about it thousands of times and had guessed countless answers.
However, in a calm voice, Consuela asked, "Do you remember the mixed blood beauty we met last time?"
'The beauty mixed blood?'
Debbie was startled to hear this word. She didn't know who that woman meant. But in a moment she remembered who Consuela was talking about.
However, what impressed her the most was not the fact that she was a mixed blood beauty, but that she was also one of Consuela's rivals in love.
That beauty was so blatant that she could even deceive many men. Even as a woman, Debbie couldn't deny that Angie was perfect.
But at this moment, Consuela suddenly mentioned her. It should not be a good thing. She could only restrain her expression and said, "I remember. What's wrong?"
"She is the first love of Richie. They broke up three years ago. Now she is back. Do you think that Laura will have the chance to rekindle the relationship with him?"
She didn't tell Debbie that Angie's real purpose was to become Mrs. Richie.
And she even wanted to be the stepmother of her children.
Thinking of the conversation between Richie and Angie, Consuela couldn't help but feel sad and dejected as if she was revealing her sorrow which she shouldn't have felt.
Debbie stared at Consuela in surprise. Then she rolled her eyes and remarked, "Consuela, I really admire your composure. How could you be able to feed an apple to her calmly while knowing who she is?"
This apple was fed when Angie was in the hospital.
A mixed feeling set in Consuela's heart. She didn't want to talk to Debbie anymore.
She forced a smile and said, "So, many of the things reported on the Internet are not true."
It was not necessarily true.
The woman he loved was well protected so she didn't need to be blamed by others. However, the woman who was pushed out to fight back was cursed by others from head to toe.
They even judged her hair.
Debbie pressed her lip
er to let Baron down his guard, Debbie went into the kitchen to bring the dishes to the table and set the table, and waited for him to wash his hands.
Baron was not a fool. Seeing Debbie's pleading look, he knew that she had something to ask for. He did not intend to reveal her, neither did he refuse this person's kindness at the moment.
Debbie blinked and handed the man the rice and chopsticks. She looked straight into his dark eyes and said shamelessly, "Do you think I have changed today?"
Changed?
Baron shook his head, pretending that he didn't understand what happened. He even smiled when she rolled the eyes, "If you don't like these dishes, I will cook a few more for you later."
"Baron, you are a smart man. How could you not see my change? Come on. Tell me loudly and bravely..."
He put a chicken wing into her mouth as she spoke. She frowned and was about to say something serious, but her taste bud woke up quietly.
'It's all because of Baron. He is so good at cooking.
Well. Forget it. I'll wait for you to finish the meal first.'
She licked the chicken wing, her eyes narrowed with satisfaction.
However, in Baron's eyes, her loveliness was rare. He really wanted to hold her into his arms right now.
However, it was just a person who always kept her mind on eating.