Honey, I'll Make You a Star (Margaret and Charleston) novel Chapter 87

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?"