Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 332

Ruby looked around vigilantly, afraid that someone was hiding around a corner or in the bushes. Some paparazzo trying to get a good candid shot of Debbie.

"Decker, I can't. I'm all tapped out and hurting for cash," Debbie snapped, turning down her brother's request. It wasn't an excuse. She'd already spent a ton of money on the detectives, and she was closing in on the limits of her expense account. She'd even withdrawn the money saved in her fixed deposit account.

Decker wasn't angry. He dragged the woman standing behind him forward. "We're getting married soon. I could use some cash to start my new life, you know? You're my sis, after all."

'Getting married?' Debbie was shocked. She sized the girl up. She'd barely reached twenty, but she sure dressed like an adult. Debbie suppressed the shock in her heart and asked the girl, "You sure about him? He's a parasite. You want to marry a man who lives off his sister?"

Angered by her remarks, Decker stepped in between them and glared at Debbie. "Hey! I resent that! What are you trying to do, anyway?"

Ignoring him, Debbie kept her eyes on the young girl, awaiting her answer. The girl had already retreated behind him. She leaned out and replied, "He treats me well. I want to marry him." Her tone was timid, halting, hushed. Debbie could tell she was afraid of offending him.

Debbie didn't expect a stupid answer like that. It seemed rehearsed, almost.

A smug smile crept across Decker's face. "You heard her! Now, the money!"

"Fine. I'll give you fifty thousand dollars. But you'll have to get a job first, to support this fine young lady. No job, no money." She couldn't bear to see her brother just doing nothing like that. If he didn't find a good job, his future would be bleak.

Debbie was done talking, so she turned on her heel and started walking back to her car.

Decker wanted to run up to her and stop Debbie in her tracks. He wanted the money now. But Ruby got in his way. "You know your sister know Tae Kwon Do, right? She could beat you to a pulp if she wanted. She hasn't done that so far, because you're her brother. Don't push it."

Reminded of Debbie's top-notch martial arts, Decker immediately chickened out. He shouted all sorts of insults as he watched, helpless, as the car drove away. He kicked his leg in the direction of the leaving car as if venting his anger. After that, he hopped on his motorbike.

Just then, a woman wearing a baseball cap and a mask sprang up from nowhere and stopped in Decker's way. "Are you Decker Lu?" she asked.

Decker turned the key and stopped the engine. In an impatient voice, he asked, "Who are you?"

"Are you? Yes, or no."

"Yeah. What? You know me?"

The woman took an envelope from her handbag and held it in front of his face. "Inside this envelope is a bank card with a million dollars. Take it and don't bother Debbie again!"

'A million?' Decker's facial expression changed dramatically. He jumped off his motorbike and grabbed the envelope. He opened the envelope slowly, as if he expected this to be a trick. Once he realized she wasn't lying, he asked curiously, "Who are you? Why cover your face? And why are you giving this to me?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. Just don't bug her for money anymore. You could start a small business with this, maybe open a store. Do something useful for once."

Decker's eyes lit up with excitement. He promised her outright, "Okay, okay. No problem. So what's the passcode?"

"The last six numbers of the bank card number."

"Lady, with this kind of cash I can do all sorts of stuff. It's a deal!" he exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

A dash of disappointment flashed in the woman's eyes, hidden under a pair of sunglasses.

After the mysterious woman left, Decker rode the motorbike to a nearby bank and found an ATM. He checked the balance and there was indeed a million dollars in it!

He jumped for joy as he counted the number again and again to make sure of it. He even pinched himself, hard, but he still hadn't awakened. This was no dream! So he took out fifty thousand dollars and grabbed his girlfriend to get some quality time.

Debbie, on the other hand, was still worried about Decker. How would she ever get him to go to work? She had tried everything, using both hard and soft tactics, to get a leash on Decker, but nothing worked.