Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

In the end, it was in public, and Shireen Miller’s yelling like that drew a lot of sidelong glances from people who thought it was a couple arguing or else exes meeting each other.

She could stand the stares, Moore Howard couldn’t.

Only after a lot of persuasion did Moore Howard pull Shireen Miller to the cafe and find a secluded place to sit, from beginning to end, Shireen Miller was reluctant, she didn’t want to stay with this devil.

It was hard for the two of them to sit down and talk, but Shireen Miller kept her arms wrapped around her, turned sideways to him, and didn’t even look him in the eye.

The angrier Moore Howard got, the more he had to laugh, “It’s so hard to run into each other on the street, so let’s just order a cup of coffee and talk.”

What does that mean?

What was Moore Howard trying to do again?

Shireen Miller grimaced as she looked at Moore Howard suspiciously, her eyes filled with suspicion and wariness, afraid that he might have poisoned the coffee.

“You don’t have to, I haven’t even done anything to you yet.” Moore Howard smirked, and it was the way he said it that sent chills down Shireen Miller’s back.

They were about to leave, but then the clerk came and handed them menus and blocked Shireen Miller’s way.

There was no choice but for Shireen Miller to sit down.

“What can I get you?”

“American latte.”

“Hot iced?”

“Iced.” She was so depressed right now, and her chest was so clogged from Moore Howard’s presence, that she couldn’t calm down without something cold.

The coffee came up quickly and Moore Howard was kind enough to push her cup in front of her, “There’s no need to keep looking at me like I’m a psychopath.”

“You’re worse than a psychopath.” Shireen Miller disliked back nonchalantly.

The corners of Moore Howard’s hooked mouth froze as he lowered his eyes and asked her absently, “How’s life been lately? It doesn’t seem like it’s been easy for you-”

Before the words left his mouth, they came to an abrupt halt as Shireen Miller splashed coffee in her face.

Moore Howard was caught off guard, the coffee not only wet his face, but also flowed into his clothes, the cold touch, the aroma of the coffee became nauseating at the moment.

Shireen Miller looked at him coldly, arrows drawn, “And you have the nerve to ask me how I’ve been doing, it’s all because of you that my life is in the state it’s in!”

Where has Moore Howard ever been treated like this, his face instantly hangs, the fake smile he has been maintaining crumbles a little, trembling to reveal his true colors so hideous, his face is abhorrent.

A voice that was an octave lower than the greeting he had just given, causing the atmosphere to completely drop to freezing point.

“After all, you were a great lady before, your character is inevitably a bit capricious, I forgive you.”

His expression didn’t look like he was going to forgive.

Shireen Miller wasn’t afraid of him either, “You deserve this, you should go to hell for this, what’s a cup of coffee.”

“You ever use that tone of voice again, believe it or not I’ll-”

Shireen Miller’s eyes widened, “You can do violence to me in public if you want, then everyone will see, it doesn’t matter if I sacrifice myself, do you? Mr. Wanted.”

“Shireen Miller!”

Moore Howard didn’t realize that Shireen Miller had left THE Miller family and was instead stronger than ever and wouldn’t give in to the slightest threat from him.

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Adjusting his heavy breathing, Moore Howard held back his anger, “Shireen Miller, I’ll pretend what just happened didn’t happen, provided you come to my side and help me with something, I need you.” The pawn.

He knew saying that to Shireen Miller would be a no-go.

“If you don’t say yes, I’ll make you look good.”

He was rewarded with a sneer from Shireen Miller, “Do you think I’ll be as stupid as I was before to work with someone like you? I can’t even avoid you, you’re just sickening.”

With that, she grabbed her bag and took off, before Moore Howard could react from his anger.

He was able to follow her out and catch up with her, but he wasn’t doing that anymore, he was going to humiliate her in a different way so that she wouldn’t dare talk to him like that again.

His temper wasn’t that good.

Shireen Miller knows she’s got to be careful these days because she’s offended Moore Howard-the man who can trample and destroy a person’s dignity if he’s not pleased-and she’s not getting through it safely that easily.

Even so, she won’t be working with Moore Howard anymore, but it’s for her own sake or with a clear conscience.

She’d been stupid and ugly in the past, and now she saw it for what it was.

A thousand defenses still couldn’t stop Moore Howard’s machinations.

After a few days of peace and quiet, Shireen Miller let her guard down, just when an unfamiliar text message came through, “Come save me!”

She thought it was a prank text and ignored it.

The phone vibrated again, “This is York Charlie.”

After all, it’s the man she’s wanted her whole life, and Shireen Miller doesn’t even recognize the real thing when she sees it, so she goes straight to the manager and asks for an early dismissal, rushing to the hotel the text said she was going to.

Meanwhile, Moore Howard called Blanche Capra, who was trying to make an example of him by telling her that he had sent someone to rape Shireen Miller.

Blanche Capra reacted with surprise, “Moore Howard are you sick! You could do such a thing.”

“You are unaware of how she humiliated me, of course I had to teach her a lesson!” Moore Howard laughed triumphantly.

“That’s what happens when you dare to disobey me.”

The comment was meant for Blanche Capra, and it scared Blanche Capra into thinking he already knew about her making up with York Charlie, so it was a good thing she didn’t spill the beans.

Blanche Capra was so drunk on Moore Howard’s words that he didn’t notice, and thought the two women wanted each other dead, and didn’t even think Blanche Capra would try to save Shireen Miller.

Blanche Capra wasn’t stupid, and she didn’t reveal it.

But when she hung up the phone, she immediately asked the driver to reroute to the hotel.

By this time, Shireen Miller was already in the hotel, and she knew she was deluded when she realized that pushing open the door was a strange man sitting on the bed.

Turning around, she was blocked by another man.

The other man was trying to push her into the room, and she fought against it, screaming for help as she did so, hoping someone would help her.

“This chick looks so skinny, but she’s quite strong.” Realizing that one person couldn’t yank her, the other man called for the room to come together to help.

Shireen Miller’s hands were raw from gripping the doorframe, but she didn’t dare let go for a moment.

They tore her clothes to shreds, and she just wouldn’t comply.

“Don’t you dare try to get away with this, I’ll die before I let you take advantage of me.”

“This breath is not small, you quickly pick up her legs and drag her inside.”

With one against two there was no chance of winning, Shireen Miller saw the door about to close and her heart went cold.

In the nick of time, a voice came from the hallway, “What are you doing?!”

The two froze, not moving for a moment.

It was Blanche Capra’s voice.

Blanche Capra appeared to yank Shireen Miller from their grasp, she pushed Shireen Miller away, “Run.”

Shireen Miller ran as hard as she could without looking back.

Blanche Capra was about to leave as well, but the other woman grabbed her by the hair and yanked her back, “She’s running, you take her place.”

“Your best friend isn’t coming back to save you.”

Blanche Capra laughed, “She’s not my friend.” After saying that she stomped on the other person so hard that they let go of her hair, but the other person still had a hold of her.

Blanche Capra thought to herself this is played out, when Shireen Miller arrived just in time.