Honey, I'll Make You a Star (Margaret and Charleston)

Chapter 87 Mrs. Allen Is Here

Chapter 87 Mrs. Allen Is Here

This woman must be crazy.

Samuel widened his eyes in shock.

He looked at the pile of 'weapons' on the table and then at Margaret's beautiful, smiling face.

For some reason, fear suddenly arose in his heart.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Margaret asked softly.

Samuel shook his body and suddenly felt embarrassed as he was a man. He put on a fierce look and

said, "B*tch, why are you so arrogant? Just wait and see what I will do to you later-ah!"

Margaret picked up the pepper spray swiftly and immediately sprayed it into his eyes.

Samuel's eyes were burning and he covered his eyes.

Margaret raised her foot and kicked Samuel in the stomach.

She kicked him so hard that he started rolling on the ground.

"Do you know, if this were a TV series, you'd just be a random thug who gets killed for talking

nonsense?" Margaret sneered, "I asked you what your intention is. Why are you talking nonsense?"

He was old, ugly, and had a beer belly.

She was not blind. Why would she look for a man like that to be her sugar daddy?

Tsk. She might as well get Charleston to be her sugar daddy!

Wait, this was not right. Why was she thinking of him at this time?

Margaret shook her head and removed all thoughts about the tall, slender figure.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Margaret pressed her foot on his waist.

"I, I..." Samuel wanted to take advantage of Margaret, but he did not expect this woman to be so tough.

He stammered a little and said, "I'll tell you! Let me get up first!"

Margaret let go of her foot.

Samuel unsteadily held onto the chair while getting up as his eyes still hurt from the pepper spray.

"Tell me quick!" A baton hit him directly on the shoulder.

Samuel cried out in pain, "My eyes hurt so much. Let me wash my eyes first..."

As he said that, he reached out to search for the mineral water on the table as his eyes burned. He

finally grabbed hold of the mineral water and began washing his eyes.

He saw Margaret, but he did not lust for her anymore.

A thought ran through his mind.

He considered telling her the truth.

"Hurry up!" Margaret knocked the baton hard on the table. She was losing her patience.

Samuel's legs subconsciously trembled, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."

Suddenly, the room door opened.

"What are you doing?" It was a woman's voice.

Margaret turned her head and saw a woman in her 40s standing at the door.

She had a great figure, but she appeared to be rather haggard. Although she put in a lot of effort for

skincare, there were still many wrinkles on her face.

"Mo... Monique..." Samuel's body stiffened.

"Samuel, this must be the little lover you've been seeing." His wife, Monique Lewis, said in a shrill

voice.

"Uh, yes..." Samuel gritted his teeth and nodded.

If Monique found out that he really had a mistress, he might not be able to keep his child.

Not having any descendants was an unfilial thing to do.

"Samuel, I know that I can't get pregnant and your parents are not pleased with me. I don't blame you

for meddling with other women but you, you actually announced it to the whole world..." Monique was

so angry that her eyes turned red.

After that, she suddenly pointed to Margaret and said, "And you, you are young and beautiful. Why did

you have to be a mistress..."

"Ha?" Margaret scoffed. Her eyes were sharp as she continued, "Madam, did you misunderstand

something? Do you think I turned blind and started taking a fancy to your husband?"

Monique's eyes widened.

Samuel was afraid that Monique would suspect something if Margaret continued talking, so he quickly

said, "Monique, I was wrong. I won't be with this woman anymore!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Margaret waved the mace in her hand.

"Don't, don't come over here. Monique, the reason why I asked her out today was to cut off all ties with

her. I didn't expect her to get so angry because she was embarrassed. I know what I did wrong..."

Samuel, a big-sized man, actually hid behind Monique!

"Why are you seducing other men at such a young age? I hate shameless women like you the most!"

Monique shouted angrily at her through gritted teeth. She raised her hand and was about to slap

Margaret.

Margaret held her wrist and stopped her. She then said, "Mrs. Allen, you're so blinded by love that you

can't even see what was going on. No wonder your husband has a lover behind your back!"

Upon hearing Margaret's words, Monique's eyes widened.

This girl did not look guilty at all...

Suddenly, Monique's face turned pale. She looked as white as a sheet.

She retracted her hand and held her chest. She rummaged through her bag for something.

"Pills, where are my pills..." Monique spoke unsteadily. Her voice was weak.

Margaret's beautiful eyebrows were slightly knitted. She quickly went over to open Monique's handbag

and found a bottle of medicine. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Monique hurriedly took the pills. Her condition stabilized, but she still wasn't looking all that great.

"Monique, I, I'll take you to the hospital!" Samuel did not want to stay any longer. He was happy to see

Monique like that. He quickly got up and held her.

Monique was extremely weak.

Samuel swiftly scooped her up and walked outside.

"Tsk." Margaret's face turned indifferent.

At first, she wanted to find out why Samuel slandered her.

But she was unexpectedly interrupted by Monique.

However, she could not stop Monique from going to the hospital when her condition was unstable,

right?

Margaret looked at the 'weapons' she had prepared and sighed.

She had no choice but to see what she could do the next day.

She pushed open the door and walked out. As soon as she reached the stairs, she heard the pitter

patter sound footsteps.

Then she could only see lights flashing.

A bunch of paparazzi had rushed up to her.

Margaret twitched her mouth. She quickly pressed the elevator button next to her and escaped.

However, no matter how fast Margaret was, her photo had already been taken by the paparazzi.

That was without a doubt.

This meant that there was now yet another piece of evidence supporting the rumor of Samuel being

Margaret's sugar daddy.

Margaret was worried that there would be paparazzi in the lobby too, so she pressed on the basement

button.

The basement was a little dark. When Margaret was about to take out her mobile phone to turn on the

flashlight, a hand suddenly grabbed her.

"Ah-" Margaret screamed and immediately elbowed the other person.

"Hiss-" The other person's huge palm blocked her elbow and pulled her closer. They were now even

closer to each other.

"You're so ruthless. Do you want to be a widow?" The other person teased.

The voice was tickling Margaret's ears. She asked, "Why are you here?"

Charleston pulled her into the car. He then turned on his phone. A piece of news instantly appeared in

front of Margaret.

"Hooking up with a man? How daring of you." Charleston lowered his body and bit her earlobe.

Margaret widened her eyes and pushed him away, "Don't, don't get so close to me. Stay away from

me. This is fake news, okay? Can't believe you'd actually believe it."

Charleston was worried that she would get hurt, so he allowed her to push him away.

In the narrow space, his masculine aura became more intense.

"If it was true, do you think I would still be here now?" Charleston raised his eyebrows.