Sasha's POV"You’re so sharp and cunning," Margaret said, taking a deep breath and holding it. Then she turned to the woman beside her and asked, "Honey, can you see if she broke the clothes?"The woman nodded immediately, seeming easy to control.The salesperson looked at me and said, "Miss, since you broke the clothes, you need to pay for them. Otherwise, we’ll have to call the police.""Oh, go ahead and call the police," I replied, unimpressed."What’s the point of calling the police? Are you scared of being investigated?" Margaret seemed anxious, afraid of what might come out."What are you worried about? Why should it matter to you if the police are called?" Emilia asked, frowning at Margaret. She also felt something was off."It has nothing to do with me. Let’s just go shopping. Come on, honey, let’s leave them," Margaret said, pulling the woman and trying to walk away.I stepped in front of Margaret and said, "You can’t go. You were here too and might be involved. I don’t know
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