Take My Breath Away Chapter 409: Kasie Was Abducted

Debbie sneered. She had expected that answer. "What else did he do?" she asked the man on the other end of the line.

"After he was discharged from the hospital, Jas visited the Li family several tis. And he was acting very secretive. Our n are still following him," he replied.

Jas was close to the Li family. That was why he had insisted that Carlos marry Stephanie. So, Debbie didn't think it was odd of him to visit the family. "Okay. Have you found anything about the people who had kidnapped Sasha three years ago?"

"Not yet. Those n had left the city right after they were paid. Nobody knows their whereabouts."

Debbie nodded resignedly. "I see. Thanks. Keep following Jas and let know if you find sothing."

"Okay." That evening, when Debbie arrived at East District Manor, the house was only lit up by the lights in the hallway. Carlos wasn't back ho yet.

Debbie busied herself in the kitchen preparing dinner as she waited for him. A few monts later, she heard a noise at the door. It had to be Carlos. She walked out of the kitchen, carrying a tureen of soup to the table. Carlos walked in. "Did you have dinner?" she asked.

He looked at the dishes on the table and replied, "No."

He had anticipated that she would cook dinner for him, so he had co back from work on an empty stomach.

"All right. Wash your hands. Dinner will be ready in a minute. I'm just finishing up the last dish." Debbie was relieved that he had co back for dinner. Or she would have wasted all that ti in the kitchen for nothing.

She had thought about calling him before she started cooking. But then she had changed her mind, considering that it was a sensitive period for both of them.

"Carlos," she called as they sat at the table, having dinner. But the rest of her words froze on her lips. Her mouth ford a thin straight line and she lowered her eyes. She poked the rice in her bowl, preoccupied with her thoughts.

Carlos looked at her but since she didn't say anything further, he didn't ask what was on her mind. They ate silently until Carlos was about to finish his rice.

"I can't prove my innocence. There were no caras in that suburban area. Things are looking really bad for right now. It's a dead end. If I can't provide an alibi soon, I will be arrested again," she blurted out.

"Hmm," Carlos muttered and continued with his dinner.

He didn't show much enthusiasm, but it was such a grave matter for Debbie that she just had to swallow her pride and ask. "Um, will you help ?"

"Hmm." The sa response. Carlos began to eat his soup.

Debbie grew anxious and impatient. 'Why is he acting so nonchalant, as if this doesn't bother him at all?' she thought, clenching her teeth.

But soon, she cald down. She was nothing to him now, barely a friend. Why would he be concerned about her? He had already done more than enough when he had agreed to take her back to his place for protection.

Too anxious to eat, Debbie put down her chopsticks and texted Xavier. "How much ti do I have?"

"Two days."

'Two days?!' Debbie felt like she was being crushed from all sides.

How was she supposed to prove her innocence in such a short ti?

"Eat!" Carlos demanded coldly.

Still drowning in her thoughts, Debbie grabbed her chopsticks chanically, picked up sothing from the nearest dish and brought it to her lips.

But before she could put it into her mouth, another pair of chopsticks caught hers.

She looked at Carlos in confusion. His face had beco gloomy. "What's wrong?" she asked. 'I'm eating just as he had asked, so what's with the long face?'

Carlos stared at her chopsticks. Debbie looked down at it only to find that she was about to put a cheese crab with its shell into her mouth.

She smiled awkwardly and peeled the crab before eating it.

After dinner, Debbie cleaned the table and went to wash the dishes. anwhile, Carlos watched the financial news on TV in the living room. When she finally ca out of the kitchen, Carlos was on the phone.

Seeing her, he turned off the TV and walked up the stairs.

When he walked past her, she heard him say, "Get the land in the North at all costs. I don't care who we are competing against or how fierce the competition is. I want it!"

'The land in the North? Is ZL Group developing more real estate?' Debbie wondered. The company had built nurous buildings.

She followed him upstairs. Debbie was about to step into her room when he asked, "You want my help?"

Debbie looked back to check if he was talking on the phone. The handso man was looking straight at her. She nodded. "I had so n look into the matter, but they are not experts and don't have strong connections. So..." She sounded desperate.

Carlos put his phone into his pocket and strode over to her. "I can help you."

Debbie's eyes brightened. "Thank you so much, Mr. Huo."

"Don't thank yet. I'm a businessman. I seek profits."

"What do you an?" she asked, bewildered.

Carlos took one more quick step forward and pulled her into his arms. "I an this..." He lowered his head and kissed her rosy lips, which had been torturing him for the past few days.

She tried to pull away, but he pressed her hard against the wall, sandwiching her between the wall and his body. She couldn't make a sound. 'What's he doing? I'm married.'

She could feel him getting more and more excited. His breathing was heavy. His left hand held the back of her head, and the other reached for her breasts. Realizing what he was about to do, she grabbed his hand and pulled away from him, panting. "Mr. Huo, you're engaged... and I'm married."

Carlos was silent.

He realized that he had lost control over his emotions. For a mont, the overwhelming desire he had been feeling had gotten the better of him, and he had forgotten the nature of their current relationship.

He let go of her and went into the study without a word.

The next day, Carlos played a footage for her. It was her alibi. Debbie was impressed by his efficient and quick work.

The video showed that she and Piggy were downtown two minutes before gan was killed. There was no way that she could have reached the cri scene in the suburb within two minutes. Hence, she couldn't have murdered gan.

There was only one possibility now—soone, who looked like Debbie after plastic surgery, had grabbed her knife and had killed gan with it.

It would be ti-consuming to find out who had committed the cri.

But at least the footage proved that it wasn't Debbie. Now that she had been ruled out as a suspect, she had her freedom back. All she needed to do now was help the police find the real murderer.

Yet, her life was far from being peaceful.

Just as her life was getting back to normal, Kasie's mom called her out of the blue. "Debbie, where are you?" asked Mia in a rush.

There was anxiety in her tone. Debbie didn't miss it. "I'm at work. What is it?" She was preparing for her next concert. Moreover, Ruby had arranged a lot of ads and shows for her. She was super busy.

"Ka- Kasie has been abducted."

"What? " Debbie stood up abruptly from the chair. "What happened?!"

Mia said in a choked voice, "They said that it was because of you, and if you want Kasie to live, you will have to go to a recycling center, alone."

Those words sounded so familiar to Debbie. She recalled that three years ago, when Sasha was kidnapped, Jas' n had said the sa thing.

Had Jas finally resorted to his old sches again? "Did they say why they were doing this?"

"No. They only said that you had to go there alone. If you take anybody else with you, they will kill her."

The sa trick and the sa words. Debbie was almost sure that this was Jas' play.