Chapter 507 My Boots Will Get Dirty

Debbie had extra leisure time recently, and seeing that it was raining outside, she decided to go to the
ZL Group and pick Carlos up.

When Evelyn heard that she was going to get Carlos, she insisted on going along with her mom.

Debbie pointed to her pink boots and said, "It's raining cats and dogs outside. Your boots will get all
dirty if you go out."

Evelyn shook her head defiantly and said, "I'm not afraid. I miss Daddy."

Debbie sighed helplessly and took Evelyn with her.

When mother and daughter reached the floor where Carlos' office was, Tristan was the only one there.
Debbie greeted him and pointed to the closed door of the CEO's office. "Is he busy inside?" she asked.

Tristan shook his head. "No, Mrs. Huo. Mr. Huo is at a conference in the meeting room," he said with a
smile.

Upon hearing that, Evelyn turned around and walked towards the elevator. Debbie caught up to her
and asked in confusion, "Wait! Evelyn, where are you going?"

After they got inside the elevator, Evelyn pointed to the buttons and said in her cute little voice, "The
meeting room." Debbie finally understood and pressed the button for her.

Inside the meeting room

Carlos slammed a stack of files on the desk and asked in a cold voice, "So this is the business plan
they're offering? Who's in charge of this? Did you take a look at it yourself?"



The senior executives were scared stiff. One of them mustered up the courage and stammered, "I-It's
me. Mr. Huo, I did. I checked it. These were the best terms that they could offer."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Carlos banged his fists on the table and shouted, "Replace them, or I'll
have you replaced! And—"

Before he finished speaking, the door to the meeting room suddenly opened from the outside. All eyes
were on the door, and Carlos frowned turning to see who dared interrupt his meeting. A little girl
toddled in calling out in a cute voice, "Daddy! Daddy! It's raining. Mommy and I came to pick you up."

The senior executives then looked at Carlos. He immediately transformed from a furious CEO to a
gentle and caring father. His eyes were full of tenderness as he looked at his daughter.

Dixon looked at the little girl who had a striking resemblance to Debbie. She was wearing a pair of pink
boots and held a pink umbrella in her hand. When Evelyn saw him, she smiled and greeted him
cheerfully, "Hi, Uncle Doctor!" He couldn't help but smile back and wave to her in response.

He wasn't the only one that found Evelyn adorable. Everyone in the meeting room, young or old, stared
at the little girl with a broad smile on their faces. The tense atmosphere from a few moments ago had
dissipated on Evelyn's arrival.

Suddenly, there were hasty footsteps followed by Debbie's apologetic voice. "Sorry to interrupt. You
guys continue. Evelyn, come here!" Debbie scuttled into the room, quickly scooped Evelyn up in her
arms and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Carlos called out and stopped her.

He picked up the stack of files that he had thrown onto the desk, turned to the senior executive and
demanded, "Shred these! Ask them to issue a new plan. Bring it to me in two days."



"Yes, Mr. Huo." The man heaved a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Carlos stood up and went to the door. He took Evelyn from Debbie's arms and kissed the little girl's
forehead gently.

Somehow, Debbie felt a little jealous when she saw the affection in Carlos' eyes. In the past, he would
only look at her that way, but now she wasn't his only love.

When the trio walked out of the office building, it had stopped raining. Carlos looked to the sky and then
asked his daughter, "Evelyn, how about we take a walk?"

"Sure, Daddy!" Evelyn nodded enthusiastically.

Carlos picked Evelyn up and held her in one arm while he reached out and held Debbie's hand with the
other. Then they began to walk.

Debbie pouted and complained, "Oh, so you finally remember me, huh?"

Carlos was stunned for a while before realizing what was going on. He kissed her head and said,
"Come on! You're the most important person to me."

"Liar! Now Evelyn is the most important one," Debbie said sullenly. Carlos was very obedient when it
came to Evelyn.

However, he would punish Debbie if she went against his will.

Evelyn got away with whatever she did. No matter how far Evelyn went, Carlos would never blame her
for anything. He was a slave to his daughter.

Carlos gently pinched Debbie's ear and said, "You and Evelyn are equally important to me in my eyes."



"You said that you loved me the most and that I was the most important one to you in the past," she
protested.

Carlos had said that to her before Debbie had given birth to Evelyn.

He felt a little embarrassed. "Well, I have to correct that now. You and Evelyn are of equal importance
to me." Then he smiled and teased her, "What? Are you jealous of our daughter?"

"No, of course not. Evelyn is the most important one to me," she said and rolled her eyes at him.

"What about me?" he asked.

"Who are you? Do I know you?"

Upon hearing that, Carlos decided to teach her a lesson.

They had been walking for about twenty minutes, and Carlos had been holding Evelyn the whole time.
He was about to put her down to the ground, but she held onto his neck tightly, unwilling to let go of her
father.

Carlos felt helpless and tried to reason with her. "Evelyn, Daddy has been holding you all this time. Can
you please walk by yourself for a little while. It's not that I'm tired, but—"

Little did Carlos know that all females, whether they were adults or children, were unreasonable.
Evelyn interrupted him and began sobbing. "Waah... I'm not listening to you. Daddy, hold me."

Debbie put her hand to her mouth and giggled as she watched Carlos trying to persuade their
daughter. "Evelyn, you need to practice walking."

"Daddy, I don't want to walk. Mommy said my boots would get dirty."



Debbie raised her eyebrows in surprise. 'Seriously? This little girl is so cunning she even knows how to
make an excuse, ' she thought, stunned.

"It's okay if your boots get dirty. Our housemaid will wash them, or we can buy a new pair of boots,"
Carlos said, trying to coax her.

Unexpectedly, Evelyn kissed her father on the cheek.

Carlos' heart melted immediately, and instead of persisting in putting her down, he hoisted her up onto
his shoulders. Much to Evelyn's delight, her fake tears had turned into giggles.

Debbie stood behind them and shook her head in disbelief.

'Really? He gave up that easily?'

She trotted towards them and called out, "Hey, old man!"

Carlos turned to look at her. "What?"

"You said you wouldn't like to have a daughter. Remember?"

He furrowed his brows, confused and asked, "When did I say that?"

"A long time ago! When Megan asked you whether you would prefer a son or a daughter, you said you
wanted a son," she said, looking him in the eye, waiting for his answer. Back then, Debbie had been
afraid that he wouldn't love their baby if she gave birth to a girl.

Carlos didn't know how to answer her. He remembered that he did say that. After a short while, he said,
"I'll tell you when we're home."

'Why is he acting so mysteriously?' she wondered.

Debbie raised her eyebrows in surprise. 'Seriously? This little girl is so cunning she even knows how to
make an excuse, ' she thought, stunned.

"It's okay if your boots get dirty. Our housemaid will wash them, or we can buy a new pair of boots,"
Carlos said, trying to coax her.

Unexpectedly, Evelyn kissed her father on the cheek.

Carlos' heart melted immediately, and instead of persisting in putting her down, he hoisted her up onto
his shoulders. Much to Evelyn's delight, her fake tears had turned into giggles.

Debbie stood behind them and shook her head in disbelief.
‘Really? He gave up that easily?'

She trotted towards them and called out, "Hey, old man!"

Carlos turned to look at her. "What?"

"You said you wouldn't like to have a daughter. Remember?"

He furrowed his brows, confused and asked, "When did | say that?"

"A long time ago! When Megan asked you whether you would prefer a son or a daughter, you said you
wanted a son," she said, looking him in the eye, waiting for his answer. Back then, Debbie had been
afraid that he wouldn't love their baby if she gave birth to a girl.

Carlos didn't know how to answer her. He remembered that he did say that. After a short while, he said,
"T'll tell you when we're home."

'Why is he acting so mysteriously?’ she wondered.







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