Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“How I wish I could be a girl. Then I could marry a rich husband,” teased Jared.

Without saying a word, Dixon, in his typical crisp manner, simply gave the post a like.

There was undisguised admiration in some other friends‘ comments, while a part of the comments was not so friendly. Gail commented, “Where did you download this picture? Give me the website, please.”

Even Portia, who hadn’t contacted her for years, commented, “Debbie, how have you been? I know you want to live an affluent life, but girl, this is a little too extravagant. No?”

Debbie knew that Portia always looked down upon her. Since they had added each other on WeChat, Portia had never given her a like, while she always gave Hayden the likes.

What she commented was implying that Debbie must have found herself a sugar daddy. Debbie fumed with rage.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down and replied to her comment.

“Thank you for your concern, Portia, but you’ve gotten it wrong. I living a happy life now.”

Another person commented, “Come on! What’s the point in showing off these skin care products? They are worth about $2@@, 000 only. They are not anything near the top brands at all!”

Debbie could still remember her. A former classmate from high school.

Debbie replied, “You’re right. They are worth $200,000 only. There’s no point in showing them off.” If she really wanted to show off her wealth, she could have posted her BMW, which Carlos had bought at a cool four million dollars.

In the picture she had posted, she hadn’t exposed the brands at all.

She had turned the bottles to their backs so the brands would not show in the picture.

She had been so happy to have them that she just wanted to share the cheer with her friends.

But now… her happy mood was ruined. ‘Never mind, Debbie. Don’t pay attention to those people, ‘ she consoled herself.

Then she saw the comment from the man with the name “C”, which said,

“You want to go to the Maldives?”

She replied without hesitation, “Yes, of course.” And she added a Proud emoji.

After Julie served Lunch, Debbie put her phone aside and concentrated on her meal. But somewhere midway, a light bulb went off in her head.

She picked the phone up again and sent Carlos a text message. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Old man, give me your WeChat account.”

Putting down the chopsticks, she opened the Weibo app and followed

Carlos.

Carlos must have been very busy—-he had only posted two updates on

Weibo. Done two a year apart, both posts were ads for the Hilton Group.