"Idiot! Do you know that I'm here because I followed Cheryl? I don't know where she is, but she is definitely not here!" Frieda laughed!
How could there be such a coincidence? Cheryl exited the airport. She was surely looking for Chuck somewhere else.
Frieda had planned to tell Cheryl secretly that Chuck was hiding here so that Cheryl could come and deal with Chuck.
"Coward, how can you still be proud of yourself when you are hiding here?" Frieda was thinking.
She would make Cheryl come here. Chuck would be so embarrassed.
"You can see for yourself. She's coming over," Chuck shrugged and said.
"D*mn, do you still want to fool me?" Frieda sneered. She would not believe a single word from Chuck.
"Even if Cheryl comes, you are the one who will be in trouble!" Frieda continued.
So what? Even if Chuck told Cheryl that Frieda was the one who took the photos, he had no evidence.
She was an obedient girl in Cheryl's eyes.
Would Cheryl believe in such an idiot like Chuck? As long as Frieda shed a few pitiful tears, Cheryl would believe whatever she said!
This was the difference between them.
"That's not necessarily true. I've already told her everything." Chuck was indifferent.
"Did you tell her? You're nothing but sh*t in Cheryl's eyes. Would she believe you? The last time I cried in front of her, she believed me and even shared her room with me. Even if you knelt down in front of her and begged for mercy, she wouldn't believe you either..."
Frieda laughed out loud. How could Chuck still bluff at this time?
While Frieda was laughing at Chuck, she heard the sound of hurried high heels.
She turned her head inadvertently. A hard slap landed on her beautiful face.
Slap!
Frieda screamed and almost fell to the ground.
She was furious. "Who f*cking slapped me? Who... Ah, Cheryl, why are you here?"
Frieda was shocked at the sight of an extremely cold face.
Cheryl had really shown up! What should she do? Frieda panicked.
Frieda's eyes were blurred by tears. She burst into tears and said, "Cheryl, I was here to have a meal with my friend, but this person, he is going to drag me again......"
Frieda pretended to be aggrieved. Before she could finish her sentence, Cheryl had raised her hand again.
Slap!
Frieda was slapped in the face again.
She shrieked and fell to the ground with tears in her eyes. "Cheryl, why did you hit me?"
Frieda covered her face and sobbed.
The man standing next to her was shocked. He couldn't help but be angry when he saw Frieda being slapped. However, when he saw that it was Cheryl who slapped Frieda, he was dumbfounded.
How could his family be compared with Cheryl's?
The man did not dare to move. He was terrified.
Cheryl stared at Frieda with anger.
She had looked down on Chuck at the very beginning. However, if Frieda hadn't slandered Chuck, Cheryl's misunderstanding of Chuck wouldn't have grown bigger.
"It's all because of you!" Cheryl thought.
"Cheryl, I'm Thea Andrews. Don't you remember me? We were together at the hotel last time. You..." Frieda cried and got up, feeling extremely wronged.
Her big pretty eyes were welled up with tears. She looked pitiful and innocent. Anyone would feel like protecting her.
Frieda was too good at making herself look pitiful.
"Thea? Are you still trying to lie to me?"
Cheryl grabbed Frieda's hair. Frieda was in agony. She cried, "Cheryl, I am Thea. Ouch, it hurts..."
Slap!
Cheryl slapped hard on Frieda's face.
After a few slaps, Frieda's face was red and swollen.
Frieda was stunned.
What was going on?
She had shown her pitiful side, but Cheryl didn't seem to trust her anymore.
Did Cheryl actually believe Chuck?
That couldn't be true!
Why would she? Why!
"You are so good at acting. Do you know you have brought me huge trouble?"
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