Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Her heart skipped a beat, a hint of excitement was hidden on her face, and she suppressed another smile to Mrs. Casey, “Auntie, I have something to do, I’m going to take a call!”

Mrs. Casey saw that she had to avoid her when she answered the phone, and her face couldn’t hide her smile, so she waved her hand and said happily, “Go on, go on, it must be York calling you, right? What are you going to whisper? Go to your room and say it, Auntie will make sure she can’t hear you!”

Shireen Miller, not realizing that Mrs. Casey had found her such an excuse, and lest she should be overheard talking on the telephone, nodded cheerfully, and went to her room, still in her wheelchair.

She was vaguely excited; this call was almost as good as York Charlie’s unsolicited phone call to her, both of which were heavenly!

When she got back to her room, the door slammed shut and her fingers slipped, and a voice from inside came out.

“Miss! We didn’t get this thing done, we didn’t … find anyone.” The boss said apprehensively.

“What?!” The woman’s sharp voice came out from over there, scaring him a little bit.

“What do you mean? Can’t even get this done? Can’t find a single person?” Shireen Miller couldn’t believe it.

How could something that was clearly a handful suddenly be screwed up? Where was Blanche Capra so lucky?

She added in a low voice, “What’s the matter with you guys? So you didn’t get anything? Why did the George family send you idiots? It’s all screwed up! The whole plan’s gone to shit!” Shireen Miller grew more and more agitated, more and more angry, and slammed one hand into a fist on the table.

Thud, thud, thud.

Mrs Casey couldn’t believe her ears!

She had watched Shireen Miller take the phone in with a petulant look on her face, thinking that her son was finally coming round, wanting to hear if it was what she thought it was but holding back, but now the noise coming from the house was too loud. What on earth had York said that had made Shireen Miller so angry?

And what’s wrong with Shireen Miller? What’s wrong with Shireen Miller? Why is she so grumpy?

She didn’t see it before! Wasn’t Shireen Miller always so sweet and understanding, and even a bit weak when facing York, she didn’t dare to utter a word?

How come she’s like this now?

Maybe she wasn’t talking to York on the phone? But she can’t be like this! What about the cultivation of a lady of the house?

Mrs. Casey was shocked, puzzled and disappointed, and when Shireen Miller hung up the phone and hurried out, she saw Mrs. Casey standing a few steps away from her door with a complicated look on her face.

Panic flashed across Shireen Miller’s face.

Mrs. Casey, on the other hand, was even more shocked, and her eyes looked as if they were about to fall out. Pointing to her standing legs, “You, you, your legs are healed?”

Shireen Miller froze before she realized that she had just thrown her wheelchair and walked out on her own because she was in such a hurry. She barely composed herself and explained to Mrs. Casey, “Auntie, didn’t I just have my cast removed yesterday? The supplements you gave me are working, and the doctor said that maybe I’ll be able to get off the road in the next couple of days.”

She smiled gently and made another mischievous turn, “Look, can’t I walk now? I didn’t expect it either!”

And with that she ordered her servant to take good care of her, “Auntie, I have to hurry and go and show York, so have your breakfast, I’ll be back soon.”

And so, without waiting for Mrs. Casey’s reaction, he turned and went out, leaving Mrs. Casey still standing in the same place, with a changed look on her face.

The George family.

old George also knew the result of the affair.

He hadn’t been interfering with the whole plan, and Shireen Miller had repeatedly emphasised that all he needed to do was provide her with people. Fang knew on the phone that he still hadn’t been able to get rid of Blanche Capra this time, but he was prepared for that, and he was angry, and he was angry, and he was only to blame for the fact that he shouldn’t have so easily handed everything over to Shireen Miller, a milquetoast lady of the depths. He calmed his breathing, so he asked Shireen Miller to instruct them to use in the end what plan.

And for the life of him, he didn’t think it was some kind of Thai ecstasy.

Maybe he is old, old, those sound and colour, dark currents are far away from him for a long, long time, he is just in the heart of his business, he is not unseen those unseemly means, only time is too long ago, the higher the position, the further away from those things, as if he has never been in contact with it.

In fact, he was not a good person, never was, and even less so when he was young.

Plotting and scheming had always been a sharp tool in the hand.

He nodded as he sat in the parlour, listening to the butler say, Shireen Miller, Miss Miller is coming over.

Shireen Miller, who could not control her emotions at all, not to mention meeting the three brothers at the door, came in almost black, with eyes that looked as if they were going to shoot bullets out of them. ould George, seeing her in such a huff, sank down too.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“What the hell are you three, doing about it?” Shireen Miller said through gritted teeth.

The three brothers all lowered their heads, and the oldest said sullenly, “It’s our fault for not doing our job, please give us another chance!”

“A chance?” Shireen Miller sneered, “Do you think chances are that easy to find? This time she was unprepared and got hit by the drug, what about next time? Will it be that easy? Oh no, maybe next time it will be her turn to get back at me!”

“Enough!” The more old George heard, the more he couldn’t stand her, “I told you to tell me the plan long ago, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many loopholes, Miss Miller, you go back, what happens later, we’ll talk about it later.”

But maybe, he never wanted to work with this brainless woman again.

Things hadn’t worked out, and he was pissed!

Shireen Miller wanted to speak again, but she didn’t realise that Lorcan George had suddenly returned.

Lorcan George looked shocked, “Shireen Miller? what are you doing here? Dad! What are you telling them?”

Shireen Miller didn’t answer his question, looked at the three brothers on one side, and then said to old George, “UNCLE GEORGE, I’ll take my leave!” The three brothers, seeing the situation and realising that they could not stay, followed suit.

Lorcan George thought the scene was too much to contemplate, just the right amount of stalemate, his own dad and Shireen Miller, and three guys who looked like jerks, standing in the same space, what a weird combination.

He’d expected OLD George to explain things to him, but who’d have thought he’d walk away without saying anything.

Just walked away?

Lorcan George stood frozen in place.

He didn’t know what had happened, but he was strangely reminded of the one person who had been able to connect his father to Shireen Miller and the others-Blanche Capra.

That’s right. Shireen Miller had always been very much against little sweetheart and his father couldn’t stand her and didn’t like the idea of himself being with little sweetheart. Could it be that Shireen Miller is here to tell on her father? Saying bad things about Little Sweetheart to make her father dislike her even more, and then turn to put pressure on herself, so that Little Sweetheart will lose her protection?

In this way, Shireen Miller could bully little sweetheart even more recklessly!

But what about those three punks and thug-like people? Did Shireen Miller bring them? Since when does she carry bodyguards everywhere she goes?

Lorcan George thought there was a good chance that it wasn’t that simple, but he was really restless right now!

That bid last night, which he lost, was taken by THE Charlie Group, but not York Charlie, but his subordinate! Last night, York Charlie was busy taking care of Little Sweetheart, so he gave the job to his subordinate?

Hmph, he really doesn’t count the means to keep an eye on her wherever he goes!

Lorcan George threw his clothes on the floor in annoyance, his father had said nothing to him and asked no questions, he was afraid that he knew the result as soon as the bidding was over, wasn’t he?

He didn’t want to think about it any more, everything had simply gone wrong for him in the meantime!

York Charlie hadn’t slept all night.

He’d been busy all last night, and had brought Blanche Capra back to the hotel where the party was being held at the crack of dawn to avoid any unnecessary trouble. At the moment he was on the phone asking SECRETARY Lean to send him two changes of clothes over, and before he could put the phone down, another call came in.