Honey, I'll Make You a Star (Margaret and Charleston)

Chapter 83 Pleasing The Chairman'S Wife

Chapter 83 Pleasing The Chairman's Wife

Margaret put the computer away unconsciously.

She stood up and stared at the man in front of her. She snorted, "Mr. Limbaugh, it's getting late. You

should leave."

"Are you getting rid of me after using me? How cruel." Charleston said with a faint smile.

His tall, sturdy body stood up. He began to approach her.

A dominant aura surrounded her.

He put his hand on Margaret's waist and clenched his palms.

"You..." Margaret was about to ask Charleston to not get too close to her.

Then, he suddenly lowered his head and pressed his thin lips on her plump lips.

Instantly, Margaret felt fireworks at the back of her head.

She was shocked.

This... this man!

Margaret immediately came to her senses and wanted to push him away.

However, Charleston's hold on her was strong, and Margaret could not move at all.

He tightly trapped her in front of his chest.

The two were locked in a kiss for so long that their bodies appeared to be lovingly tangled with one

another.

There were sparks in the air.

Finally, Charleston reluctantly let go of her.

"You!" Margaret, after being free from the kiss, yelled at Charleston. Though she was stunned by what

had just happened, she continued to send death stares at Charleston.

Charleston said with a satisfied look, "Do you want to do it again?"

"B*stard!" Margaret said while glaring at him coquettishly.

"My little princess tastes so sweet."

Seeing Charleston possibly reminiscing about what just happened made Margaret feel even more

embarrassed.

"Who is your princess? Stop talking nonsense. No one wants to be your princess!" Margaret said

angrily. There were so many women waiting to get into his charming graces; it should be easy for him

to get someone to be his princess.

Anyone but her.

Margaret was not willing to be a helpless, dependent princess.

All of a sudden, a terrible thought came to her mind.

She realized that although she had been rejecting Charleston, telling him that she did not want his help

when in fact...

Charleston had helped her a lot!

When this realization dawned upon her, Margaret was speechless and surprised.

"Okay, okay, okay, you are not my princess. You are my queen!" Charleston's affectionate tone pulled

her back to her senses.

The arrogant Charleston was willing to bend his elegant body and call her queen!

For a moment, Margaret's heart felt to have been jolted by something. She felt a little flustered for no

reason.

"Go, go away. I don't want to see you now!" Margaret said angrily as she covered her flushed face.

She reached out her tiny hand to push Charleston out.

Though Charleston was being treated like this, he didn't seem angered at all.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll leave. Be careful. Don't hurt yourself." His tone was filled with affection and love.

Even as he was getting pushed out of her house, he was still worried about her.

Margaret's ears grew warmer. She hurriedly pushed Charleston out and closed the door without

hesitation.

With the door in between them, they were separated from each other.

Margaret covered her flushed face with her hands. All she could think about was Charleston's face.

"Are you crazy?" Margaret patted her face.

Margaret's heart was beating so fast. She could feel butterflies in her stomach.

Could she have actually fallen in love with him?

Fallen in love with that abominable man?

Impossible!

Margaret firmly rejected that thought in her heart.

There were so many women around that playboy. She could already name a few.

Emilia, Suanne...

Not to mention the ones she had never seen before.

"If you fall for him, you would only be one of his mistresses."

Margaret kept reminding herself of the harsh reality.

Finally, she managed to suppress the strange thoughts in her mind. Margaret quickly went to the

bathroom to take a shower.

Then, she quietly went to bed.

The day she had was a long and arduous one. It was time she replenished her energy.

...

Charleston, who had gotten chased out, stood outside her house with a smile still stubbornly sitting on

his face.

There was only love in his eyes.

If this scene was photographed and posted online, the girls would label him as the ideal husband and

fangirl over him.

Suddenly, Charleston's mobile phone vibrated.

The smile on his face immediately disappeared.

Charleston took a look at it and saw that it was Larry calling.

Charleston answered the call in a deep voice, "What's up?"

"Sir, just as you thought, Stephanie indeed had a final ace up her sleeves. She had just announced that

the person who pushed her down the stairs was Miss Margaret!" Larry informed him.

"Ha." The man muttered as the moonlight shined dimly on his face.

"But don't worry, sir. I've completely blocked off the news."

Larry had been paying close attention to the dynamics online. That was why he could quickly deliver

his solution.

If Limbaugh Group wanted to cover up something, news about it would naturally disappear from the

internet without leaving any trace.

One would definitely have their job cut out for them if they continued trying to retrieve information about

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"Good job!" Charleston nodded with satisfaction. "I'll give you your year-end bonus!"

"Thank you, Sir!" Larry was a little excited, having found a way to secure his bonus. All he had to do

was to please the chairman's future wife, Miss Margaret!

After Charleston hung up the phone with a smile, his gaze fell on the closed door.

His slender fingers touched the door and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smirk.

"Little one..."

...

The following morning.

After Margaret woke up early and got herself washed up, she went downstairs.

Lacy was already waiting for her.

After getting in the nanny car, Lacy's eyes were full of admiration. She said, "Margaret, I watched your

live show all the way to the end. You're so cool!"

Generally speaking, an artist's manager should be the one attending these banquets with them.

Unfortunately for Margaret, she had Sandra, that irresponsible woman as a manager.

Be that as it may, she was still Margaret's manager while Lacy was just an assistant who could not take

Sandra's place.

"Next time, if there are any events, you should come with me!" Margaret said out of the blue.

Lacy was taken by surprise, "But Sandra..."

"Don't worry about her!" Margaret couldn't be bothered with Sandra.

Lacy quickly nodded her head.

The nanny car stopped at the filming site.

Fortunately, the site was located at the local Shington Studio City. If it was anywhere further, she might

have left.

However, it did not really matter. She had one thing on her mind-to earn money.

Margaret was unsure about what was going on at the other side of the world.

She tried to resist the impulse to make a phone call.

If something did really happen, the other person would be sure to call her.

"Margaret." When the director saw Margaret, he greeted her with a smile.

They had been watching the online war the day before.

Besides, the director liked Margaret very much. She was good at acting and had a good attitude.

Undoubtedly, any director who had the opportunity to work with her would only have praises for her!

"Hello, Director." Margaret nodded.

"You have three more scenes today and another three tomorrow. Then, you are done," the director

said.

As he informed Margaret of this, he felt his heart bleed on the inside of his chest. Margaret had only

signed on to be a supporting character who did not have many scenes. Although he tried to give her as

many scenes as much as possible, he was still not able to give her the amount of screen time he would

like to.

"Okay." Margaret nodded.

"Margaret, you b*tch!" All of a sudden, a sharp voice suddenly cried out!