Emilia turned around and saw a security guard standing behind her.
"What are you doing?" Emilia said grumpily when she saw that he was just a bodyguard.
As a result, the security guard did not move.
Emilia suddenly became a little impatient and said, "I'm telling you, if you don't let go of me, don't blame me for being rude. I'm going to yell impolitely."
However, the security guard still didn't say anything.
He just looked at one direction.
Confused, Emilia also looked over there, only to see a tall figure slowly walking over.
Then he stood next to Margaret.
"Where did you get hurt?" A male majestic voice sounded.
Margaret looked at Charleston in front of her and was a little confused. "Why are you here?"
"Didn't they ask Charleston to wait in the car?"
Charleston's face was gloomy, confirming that she was indeed not injured, and then she breathed a sigh of relief. "Little thing, if I don't come, you will be bullied and cried. You are really a coward. If I hit you, you won't be smashed back?"
Margaret didn't feel wronged at first, but somehow, after hearing Charleston's reproach, she felt a little aggrieved.
Her nose twitched. "Do you want me to be a shrew too? I'm going to call the police!"
"Call the police?" Charleston said, glaring at Margaret with anger. "You just thought that you didn't expect to find me when you called the police?"
"..." Margaret decided to pretend to be stupid and ignore him.
In Charleston's eyes, such a move was undoubtedly a tacit consent.
Charleston couldn't help but feel a little sad. "Why do you always forget me?"
"..."
"You have such a little brain capacity. I can't even fit one of them, can I?" He asked in a cold voice.
After receiving a personal attack, Margaret answered reluctantly, "Yes, yes, yes, it's not as big as your brain capacity. You can pretend to be a woman!"
Charleston glanced at her coldly, and suddenly pinched Margaret's waist with her big hand. She pinched the meat and said, "Look at you, you're so fat. I can't think of anyone else after I've put you in my brain!"
Fat!
How dare he say she was fat!
Margaret was so angry that she was in a bad mood. "How can I be fat?"
This was the most standard weight for her. She was neither fat nor thin, with only a little meat on her waist.
Charleston snorted and said, "All right, all right, I didn't say that you're fat, but I dislike you!"
"The point is not here at all, okay?"
Margaret was a little crazy.
She was about to explain, but was interrupted by a burst of sound.
"What on earth are you going to do?" Emilia couldn't see Charleston at this position at all, just shouting.
The security guards of the supermarket surrounded Emilia.
This made Emilia have a bad feeling.
Emilia was surrounded by a group of men in black and felt extremely wronged. At this moment, she was shouting loudly.
"Margaret, you b*tch, who did you frame me with?" Emilia said sharply.
Charleston held Margaret's black hair in his hand and played with it. When he heard Emilia's words, his eyes flashed a trace of fierceness.
"Bitch?" Margaret frowned slightly. "You're talking about yourself, aren't you? You're going to marry someone else to be a mistress. Is it true that mistress doesn't care who looks like a mistress?"
"It was you who hit my Xiao Margaret with your things just now?" Charleston looked at Xiao Margaret as if she was an ant.
"My dear Yaoyao..."
Margaret couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
"Mr. Limbaugh, Mr. Limbaugh..." The security guards dispersed. After Emilia saw Charleston's face clearly, she was so scared that her eyes widened.
Why was Charleston here?
"Mr. Limbaugh, I just saw Margaret get out of a luxury car." Emilia planned to complain first, destroying Margaret's impression of Charleston.
"I know." Unexpectedly, Charleston said calmly.
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