Angela sneered and said nothing else.
"You don't dare to say anything more because you're afraid! Angela, just wait! Your wedding with Dean might only happen in hell!" Wilson continued intimidating her.
The smile on Angela's face vanished. She could not help but reach her hand into her bag.
"What are you doing!" Wilson yelled roughly when he saw her actions.
Angela shuddered. She furrowed her brows. "I'm looking at James Hough's paper! I haven't committed any crime or been arrested yet. How dare you treat me as a criminal!"
"You're not allowed to look at that paper!" Wilson grabbed her bag. "Before Miss Tate lets you go, you're a criminal!"
Angela gritted her teeth, but she could do nothing.
The bodyguard she brought along had been secretly cowering by the side. He wanted to pretend that he did not exist.
However, whatever one fears the most usually would happen.
Angela soon noticed her useless bodyguard. "What are you hiding there for? Useless!"
The bodyguard said timidly, "
