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

Chapter 91 A Call From Milesburg

Chapter 91 A Call From Milesburg

Soon enough, the cakes were served.

It tasted phenomenal.

After they finished eating, Margaret and Monique went their separate ways.

Monique had to handle Samuel's affairs.

Although Monique was almost twice as old as Margaret, it was probably due to her personality that

Monique subconsciously depended on Margaret.

Back at the villa.

As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Samuel's figure and his mother, Helen. There was a

young, beautiful woman next to her who was holding her flat belly.

Monique immediately knew who she was. She sneered in her heart.

"Who let him in?" Monique darted her eyes around the room for the help.

One of them carefully stood out.

"Next time, don't let these peasants in," Monique said angrily.

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Samuel was a little unhappy, "Monique, I'm your husband. What do you mean by

peasant?"

"You're my husband?" Monique laughed. She looked like she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

She pointed to Emilia and asked, "Who is she then?"

"This..." Samuel quickly said, "Monique, I know that deep down you still love me, right? You were the

one who wanted to marry me at the beginning, so if you divorce me now, you will be embarrassed

when you go back to your family. Plus, Emilia has promised me that she doesn't want any money. She

will leave by herself as soon as she delivers the baby."

"Oh?" Monique suppressed her disgust and continued to listen.

Samuel thought that Monique was convinced, so he continued to say, "When the time comes, the child

will also be raised by you, right? It's a win-win situation!"

Helen who was next to him quickly nodded and said, "That's right. You can't give birth to a child, and

yet you won't even let Samuel have a mistress. What if our Allen family ends up with no descendants?"

Helen was a typical hillbilly traditionalist who valued men more than women. Thus, preserving the

family name was of utmost importance to her.

"Really? It seems that the Allen family has been greatly wronged for having a daughter-in-law like me."

Monique patiently said.

"Exactly! So be good and listen to us. When the child is born, you will be the one raising them." Helen

said ignorantly.

Monique took a sip of the tea served by the help. Then, she smiled. "Your family sure is like royalty. You

want a child so badly to inherit the throne. How would I dare to wrong you all? Anyway, since I have

poor health and can't bear any child, let's divorce."

"Divorce?" Samuel and Helen immediately cried out in surprise.

Even Emilia raised her head in surprise.

"You, you're already so old. Yet you still want a divorce?" Helen widened her eyes.

She knew that her son had a mistress outside of his marriage. Not only did she not object to it, she

even gave him her full support.

It was all because Monique was in poor health, and she could not give birth to a baby.

If it were not for the fact that Monique was rich, she would have asked her son to divorce this old,

barren woman.

In Helen's mind, women did not dare to get a divorce as a divorced woman would be despised and

looked down upon.

That was why she had dared to behave so arrogantly at Monique.

She did not expect that her soft-hearted daughter-in-law would ask for a divorce.

"I don't agree." Samuel immediately said to Monique.

In fact, all trading under his name was run by Monique. He did not know how to do anything at all. If

they got a divorce, he would stand to lose a lot.

"It's not up to you to agree or not. If you don't agree, I'll sue you in court. Anyway, my family will

definitely help me," Monique said indifferently.

Samuel immediately fell on his butt.

Monique was determined to get a divorce.

Emilia was also not in a favorable situation either. Did she not depend on Samuel just for the sake of

money?

The whole reason why she got pregnant in the first place was to usher out the first wife so that she

could become Samuel's second legal wife.

However, at this moment, she finally learned that that Samuel was a good-for-nothing.

If the two of them really got divorced...

Who will she get money from?

Therefore, Emilia abruptly said, "Mrs. Allen, rest assured. I will leave immediately after I give birth to

the child."

"Get them out of here!" Monique yelled out her order.

The help in the villa naturally knew who paid their wages, so they immediately obeyed her order and

ushered the three people out of the villa.

No matter how much the three of them struggled, they were thrown outside.

Monique snorted coldly. She suddenly felt very blissful when she saw the three getting humiliated like

this.

What Margaret said was right. She was the one breadwinner and this was her home. What right did

these irrelevant people have to treat her indecently?

The three people outside looked at each other. Emilia could not bear it anymore. She opened her

mouth and said, "Mr. Allen, are you really going to divorce your wife?"

Samuel was a domineering, toxic masculinity type of man. After getting chased out by his wife right in

front of his mistress, he felt a surge of anger rise in him.

He then impulsively said, "If she wants a divorce, then I'll divorce her. Who cares? Emilia, don't worry.

You will give birth to the child and I will take good care of you."

"Screw that!" Emilia immediately looked displeased when she heard that the two were really going

through with the divorce. "It's no secret that you depend on that woman for a living. If you really get

divorced, why should I still be with you?"

Samuel and Helen widened their eyes. Obviously, they did not expect that Emilia, who said before that

she did not want any money and had only wanted to give birth to the child, to have suddenly morphed

into another person.

"I'm telling you, if you don't give me one million dollars in three days, I'm getting rid of the child," Emilia

threatened angrily.

"You b*tch, how dare you take my grandson away!" Helen approached Emilia ferociously and started

pulling at her hair.

Emilia let out a scream. The two then had each other's hair in a death grip.

Samuel looked at his mother on one side and his pregnant lover on the other. He did not know who he

should help.

One of the help was reporting to Monique about what was happening outside. She sneered, "When the

time comes, edit the surveillance video and upload it online."

This could be another evidence supporting Margaret.

By then, those who still doubted Margaret would have to find a hole to hide in.

...

In the apartment.

Margaret watched the positive public opinion online slowly shifting over to her side. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Stephanie, you're going to die of anger now, aren't you?" Margaret smiled.

She rolled around on her big soft bed. She was in a very good mood.

Suddenly, her phone started ringing. The call came from Milesburg.

Margaret looked at it for a moment, seemingly thinking of something. She raised her eyebrows and

then answered the phone, "Why are you calling me now?"

"Tsk, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why are you acting so indifferent?" A man said

playfully.

Margaret rolled her eyes and said grumpily, "If you called me just to say these nonsense, I'm hanging

up!"

"Don't!" The man on the other side hurriedly said, "Let me share some good news with you. I'm

returning to Haverland soon. My flight leaves tomorrow!"