Rebecca Cunningham has a good temper, but it does not mean that Amy Campbell is also good. She sneered twice: "If you are blind, stay at home!"
Hearing that, Rebecca Cunningham's face was blue and white.
Emily Aitken pulled her arm.
This is indeed too much!
They don't slap people in the face, they don't swear, and they are not hateful. Emily Aitken privately thinks that as long as others don't provoke her, she will not deliberately pick things up.
"George, Charlotte did something wrong. Isn't he worthy to go out if he's blind?"
Charlotte Anderson is also a smart person, although she doesn't need to be smart, she knows where Emily Aitken is, George Smith is definitely not far away, but she can't see it, and she doesn't know who is talking to.
Her cry only aroused the disgust of George Smith, he didn't even look at him to give her alms.
Rebecca Cunningham turned pale, and she tugged at Charlotte Anderson's clothes privately, beckoning her not to cause trouble.
I don't know if she really doesn't understand or pretends to be a fool, and pushes Rebecca Cunningham away: "You don't need to be hypocritical, do you think you are qualified to come to this reception without me?"
"Charlotte..."
Emily Aitken angrily pulled Rebecca Cunningham to her side: "Charlotte Anderson, you'd better be a human being with your tail clipped. My warning is the last time. If you are a deaf ear, then don't want your ears!"
I don't know what Charlotte Anderson thought of, she shook with fright, swallowed, and pretended to be calm and said, "Do you think I'm afraid you threaten me?"
After a pause, she sternly said: "Rebecca Cunningham, don't help me go yet."
Upon hearing the news, Rebecca Cunningham looked at her with complicated eyes, and looked at Emily Aitken with embarrassment. After a moment of entanglement, he finally walked slowly to Charlotte Anderson.
Amy Campbell scolded Rebecca Cunningham angrily. Emily Aitken understood the reason. She probably also understood the reason why Rebecca Cunningham swallowed. It's just that there are so many people here. She can't explain directly to Amy Campbell, but just said vaguely: "Forget it, Rebecca must have her difficulties, let's not make it difficult for her."
Amy Campbell thought for a while, and her lips were tight.
The three of them walked together. Some people wanted to get close to Amy Campbell. Seeing the black face of George Smith, they were so scared that they dared not approach.
At this time, a waiter with his head buried in the red wine came towards them, Emily Aitken and the two were talking and laughing, and did not notice the danger.
The waiter raised his head slightly, and after seeing the target, he rushed straight to Emily Aitken.
Unprepared, she was hit by the waiter full of arms, and a drop of red wine in the waiter's hand fell on her snow-white dress.
Amy Campbell screamed, "Ah, how do you walk?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The waiter apologized insincerely.
He raised his head abruptly and looked at Emily Aitken with a smile.
Emily Aitken frowned. "Arthur Wilson, how are you."
Last time I saw him, it was at the golf course!
Arthur Wilson dyed his burgundy hair, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Emily, is it surprising to see me?"
She shook her head. There were a lot of people in the hall, most of them chatting in twos and threes. Suddenly hearing such a big movement, they turned their eyes to the theater.
Emily Aitken didn't want to attract attention, let alone be the focus of the audience. She pulled Amy Campbell to go to the bathroom to deal with it first, and Arthur Wilson obviously didn't intend to let her leave so easily.
He blocked Emily Aitken's way.
"What are you doing?" Emily Aitken was sulky. The red wine soaked a large area, and the wine stains stuck to her body. What's worse, the dress was wet and stuck to her body, and the spring light inside was unobstructed.
George Smith was about to have an attack when Arthur Wilson suddenly knelt in front of him.
There was a sudden uproar around them. At any rate, they were still thinking about their identities. They didn't directly surround them with the shelf. They just pretended to be chatting with the people next to them. In fact, all of them stretched their heads and pricked their ears to listen to every move here.
George Smith looked at him coldly, a terrifying chill radiating from all over his body.
At this time, Arthur Wilson spoke, adhering to the notion that words are not surprising and endless, one mouth satisfies the gossip of the people who eat melons.
He looked like a poor boy who saw his old husband. He first "dangdangdangdang" at George Smith three times before saying: "Mr. Smith, Emily and I really love each other, please let her go!"
Emily Aitken's eyelids jumped suddenly, and she knew that there was nothing good about meeting Arthur Wilson, but, this script?
There was a playful smile at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly she didn't intend to leave in a hurry, watching the play with her arms around her arms.
She can tolerate it doesn't mean that others can also tolerate it. Of course, this person is not George Smith.
Amy Campbell knew what this scumbag was doing. He listened to him to slander Emily Aitken's reputation. How could she tolerate it, plus he is neither a woman nor an old or weak boy, so why is it polite?
Just fuck him!
She dashed to Arthur Wilson, and before he could react, she punched his white handsome face with a fierce punch. After a while, Arthur Wilson wailed and spit out a blood-stained tooth from his mouth.
This punch shows how hard Amy Campbell exerts.
Emily Aitken frowned slightly and took her wrist before she was about to drop the second punch.
Emily Aitken shook her head at her. Now Amy Campbell is a rising star in the dance world. She has also hosted many dance shows. She must not be exposed to negative news because of this scumbag.
Amy Campbell also understood her intentions, raised her fist, stared at Arthur Wilson viciously, and slowly retracted her fist.
The beating has already been suffered; that reputation must be tarnished!
Making up his mind, Arthur Wilson endured the tearing pain in his mouth and said pitifully, "Mr. Smith, Emily and I really love each other, please let her go!"
"Oh? Really?" George Smith only said this indifferently.
His inborn king's breath pressure Arthur Wilson can't breathe!
Arthur Wilson retreated, especially when George Smith was staring so much, he felt a chill in his back.
He didn't dare to answer, so scared that he didn't even dare to lift his head, and for a while, he heard George Smith say again: "Why don't you finish?"
The only blame is that George Smith's aura is too strong. Arthur Wilson knelt on the ground and listened intently to the sounds around him. He always felt as if someone was saying that he was a bully!
Arthur Wilson gritted his teeth: "I had a conflict with Emily before, but we were reconciled three years ago, and we gave birth to a very cute son abroad. Why did you break us up alive?"
Now, not only Amy Campbell wanted to hit someone, but even Emily Aitken couldn't help but wanted to punch him twice.
　　 If it weren't for her, she was born and raised Austin in Italy by herself, and she would really be in a trance. Did Arthur Wilson go abroad with her?
And, listening to him, it seems like Austin is his son?
Emily Aitken squinted her eyes slightly, and her brain was swiftly moving. She didn't think that Arthur Wilson's ability could still detect these things, was that someone instigated him?
Where is the man behind the scenes?
She swept around, mostly with the mentality of watching the theater, as if she didn't have a familiar face.
"Oh, you keep talking." George Smith sneered.
Amy Campbell couldn't figure out what medicine the two people were selling in the gourd, she jumped angrily, and wanted to rush him and beat him violently.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Amy Campbell said anxiously.
Arthur Wilson clenched his fist a little harder. He was in a state of high tension. The sweat from his forehead fell on his eyelids along his eyebrows. He calmed his mind: "Austin is my child and Emily!"