Christina was a sinner.
She hid her close friends and was suspected of instigating divorce and ruining the happy life of the couple. These were heinous crimes.
"Bah."
Christina was wearing a lavender Persian cat apron with her long black hair tied up high. A few strands of hair on her fair neck were dripping with water. In her fair and beautiful face, her eyes were clear but full of anger.
Her left hand was on her waist, and her right hand was holding a wireless vacuum cleaner as a scepter, pointing furiously at the two men at the door of her house.
"Don't stand at my door. Disappear immediately."
There was a small yard with a small fence in front of the gate of the villa. Charles and Chandler did not dare to approach the gate at all. They only stood outside the small fence and tried to negotiate with her.
Charles was pulled over to be a peacemaker. "Christina, don't worry anymore. Ask Crystal to come out and let them sit down to have a good talk."
Before he could finish speaking, Christina's face turned angry. "I was so angry when seeing you. Get out of here."
The wireless vacuum cleaner on her right hand flew straight at them. Charles dodged in horror and saw the high-end wireless vacuum cleaner beside his feet break into pieces with a bang.
God, how fortunate that it didn't hit his head.
"Christina, you are going to murder me!"
"Crystal's hiding can't solve anything. We only want to talk with her."
"Talk what? Do you want to bully her together and ask her to have an abortion? You, heartless people, keep still. I'll go into the kitchen and get a knife..."
Hearing this, Charles's face changed in fear. He quickly hid behind Chandler and did not want to be hurt as an innocent citizen.
"Christina, I just want to see her."
Chandler, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke with a gentle and firm tone. There was no fear on his face.
Christina stood at the gate, frowning and looking at him.
She said that going into the kitchen to get a kitchen knife could only scare Charles, but Chandler didn't buy it at all. Christina threw the vacuum cleaner just now only to scare them away.
But Chandler was more experienced than Charles.
"Crystal doesn't want to see you."
Christina's tone was still cold, but there was a bit more seriousness in it, showing that she was not joking.
There was a sense of loss in Chandler's eyes, but he was still standing with a gentle and handsome appearance.
Crystal rarely refused people. She didn't know how to refuse at all. It had been three days since she moved out of the house this time. He thought that she could calm down within these three days, but Crystal's phone was always being turned off, so he had no choice but to come over personally.
But he was blocked at the gate by Christina.
"How has she been these days?"
Chandler suddenly dropped his voice, as if begging her.
Christina's heart suddenly leaped. She couldn't stand anyone begging her.
If he was aggressive, she would naturally beat him up. But looking at Chandler's disappointed look, she really did not know how to deal with this situation at once.
Christina was a little flustered. "Crystal, of course, Crystal has been living well these days. I've moved all the best things in the house and bought her a lot of tonics. You don't know how happy we can live here together. We don't have any worries." Christina rambled on and began to talk illogically.
All in all, she wanted to express that Crystal was living very well here and the two stinky men should quickly disappear.
Charles heard some information from Christina's words that Christina had also almost moved in since Crystal lived in there. No wonder Patrick had become so aggressive recently.
Crystal ran away from home because of family dissension, and Christina ran away with the excuse of accompanying her friends.
Chandler was a good talker and negotiator, but now, he could only stand outside the house and looked hard into the glass window, trying to see the woman hiding in the house. He fell silent and didn't know what to say. He knew he had let Crystal down.
Christina was impatient. "What the hell? You really want me to kick you out?"
Fortunately, Miss Dickens did do it in person. Instead, she took out her cell phone from her trouser pocket and called the community administrator angrily.
"What the hell happened for your services? You put bad animals into the community."
"I'm really sorry about it. We'll deal with it now."
They lived in a luxury residential area. The annual service fee for security here was expensive. So the service was naturally of high quality. Soon, someone came to ask Charles and Chandler to leave.
Christina looked at the two men being invited out with dignity. Charles looked a little embarrassed, gritting his teeth to say that he must buy a villa here to vent his anger.
Christina was sighing that the people here were so efficient, and at this moment, a familiar clear voice came from behind her.
"I really don't understand why you like to meddle so much. There are no profits."
Christina suddenly turned her head and looked at Lucy with astonishment.
"How did you get in?" Lucy even stood right behind her.
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