Chapter 87

Margaret's POV

I looked at the picture of Sasha getting beaten and took a drink.

"Just wait; there's more coming. I didn't want to bother with you, but you had to come and say those nasty things to me!"

After taking a couple of sips, I heard a knock at the door.

"Who's there at this hour? Do you want trouble?"

I grumbled, but the knocking just got louder.

I got up and went to the door. When I opened it, I saw a handsome man standing there. My angry expression softened, and I put on a sweet, innocent smile.

"Who are you?" I asked, looking at the man and the people behind him.

He seemed important, well-dressed, and very handsome.

Much better than the guys I usually meet.

Wow, how did someone like him end up here?

"Move aside," he said coldly.

I stepped back without thinking, still looking at him in awe.

"Are you here for me?" I asked, feeling a bit flattered.

"Are you Margaret?" He asked.

"Yes, that's me."

"Did you spread those things about Sasha online?"

"Yes, I did."

"Then you’re in