Trapped with the CEO

Chapter 22 I Have Tolerated You for Two Days



"How is Mike inflicted by me? Look how I am inflicted by you. How does your mother educate you to be so shameless!" Bitch? Bastard? Rubbing the hurt cheek, Lola consoled herself that she would not only get even with Sara this moment but also double her revenge on Sara in future!

"You deserve your punishment, for your father took away the beloved woman of Uncle Braxton over two decades ago and you, again, took away my beloved man three years ago." Sara stared at the straight-faced Lola ferociously. She clenched her teeth in bitter hatred, just like wanting to eat Lola.

As this was the first time for Lola to hear such a thing of her father and Jacob Braxton, she was wondering if this woman was her mother. "Being taken away? That means the woman did not regard Jacob her beloved one!"

"Bah! Damn bitch, go to find the paparazzi and clarify what happened. Tell them it was all due to your philtering!" Lola really could not figure out why this bitch was so proud and supercilious. She would destroy her pride and let her be doomed forever.

Lola looked at Sara like seeing a mad woman. She took up the phone on the cashier desk and dialed 911.

"Hello, I need your help. A wild woman is behaving atrociously at Ylathe Apparel in Hstead Mall..." Elaine stopped Lola from making the call immediately. Call the police? Did she permit that?

At this moment, Sara made a gesture to the women behind her. Several playgirls came up at once to force Lola into a fitting room aside.

"Lola, this is your last chance. Will you obey me?" Looking at Lola who was held in leash, Sara smiled triumphantly.

"Yes, I will." A wise man knew when to retreat.

Sara beckoned to the playgirls by waving her hand to let go of Lola.

Wendy took her phone quietly and made a phone call in a corner.

"Hello, help please."

Elaine came to grab the mobile phone before Wendy said more. "Call the police? How dare you?"

"Sure, I can. It's none of your business. Return it to me!" Not bearing any more, You Wendy directly offended her manager openly.

"Believe it or not. I will beat you together." As the whole mall belonged to Sara's fiancé, Elaine had nothing to fear.

"Who do you think you are?" Wendy could not attend to her mobile phone, but ran into the fitting room before Lola just came out.

Lola walked to VIP lounge where she got herself a cup of water and drank calmly. Sara felt puzzled about the intent of Lola. At this moment, Lola walked towards Sara and sprayed the water in the mouth over the latter's face.

"Yuck, let me obey you? It's impossible!" Then she poured the rest half more cup of water on Sara's head. Sara unbelievably looked at Lola, who continued to pour the water, and burst into scream due to embarrassment.

"Ah, bitch Lola!"

Lola threw the cup directly in Sara's face and took another cup to repeat it onto the head of Elaine.

"Shit, I have tolerated you for two days. Today, I will repay you for your persecution! How dare you, these playgirls, meddle in our affairs?" Lola found an ashtray next to her and smashed it onto the ground. The ashtray broke into three pieces directly. She picked up one and raised her hand, "If you dare to touch us, I will fight with you!"

Seeing Lola's act, Wendy also went over," Lola, I will give them a lesson, too." She had only learnt taekwondo for a month, but Lola did not have any of such basis. For the moment, Lola needed her, she must stand out.

Seeing that Lola really meant that, the playgirls were scared by her imposing manner and dared not to touch them.

Sara pissed off for coming with these cowards instead of several men.

As it seemed to become a bigger trouble, the surrounding staff were all frightened to send for guards in the mall.

"Wendy, give a lesson to that old woman - Elaine, and I must scratch the face of mistress Sara." Wendy gave a hefty kick and started to beat Elaine fiercely. Lola looked at Wendy with admiration.

She got close to Sara slowly with a smirk. "OK, let's settle it today. Let me see how dissolute you are on Mike's bed and how you can hook up with Mike after your face is disfigured."

These words sound so familiar. Oh, right. This was often what a mistress said to the heroine in dramas!

With the cold glass fragment stopped on her face, Sara dared not act impetuously," Lola, you must be crazy!"

Lola ignored her and moved slightly, resulting in a tiny bloodstain. Sara felt a sharp pain on her cheek. "Ah! Lola, you are really mad."

Sara seized the chance to step backward to escape and promptly hid herself behind the playgirls.

"I will pay 100, 000 dollars to each of you, if you catch this woman!" Sara ground her teeth in pain but dared not touch the wound on her cheek.

The playgirls looked at each other and no one dared to come up. "Think it over, for the glass fragment in my hand showed no mercy. Which counted more, the money or your beautiful face?" Lola smiled evilly. Sara had never seen such a look on her, and thus was too scared even to breathe.

Over there, Wendy had beaten Elaine's face to be swollen. With this face, Elaine would feel ashamed to be seen for the next half a month.

After walking up to Sara, Lola gave her a slap rightly on the hurt cheek to make her suffer from severe pain and even want to call her mother for help. Sara was totally in a mess with water all over her head and body and a scratch on her cheek.

"How is Mike inflicted by me? Look how I am inflicted by you. How does your mother educate you to be so shameless!" Bitch? Bastard? Rubbing the hurt cheek, Lola consoled herself that she would not only get even with Sara this moment but also double her revenge on Sara in future!

"You deserve your punishment, for your father took away the beloved woman of Uncle Braxton over two decades ago and you, again, took away my beloved man three years ago." Sara stared at the straight-faced Lola ferociously. She clenched her teeth in bitter hatred, just like wanting to eat Lola.

As this was the first time for Lola to hear such a thing of her father and Jacob Braxton, she was wondering if this woman was her mother. "Being taken away? That means the woman did not regard Jacob her beloved one!"

"Bah! Damn bitch, go to find the paparazzi and clarify what happened. Tell them it was all due to your philtering!" Lola really could not figure out why this bitch was so proud and supercilious. She would destroy her pride and let her be doomed forever.

Lola looked at Sara like seeing a mad woman. She took up the phone on the cashier desk and dialed 911.

"Hello, I need your help. A wild woman is behaving atrociously at Ylathe Apparel in Hstead Mall..." Elaine stopped Lola from making the call immediately. Call the police? Did she permit that?

At this moment, Sara made a gesture to the women behind her. Several playgirls came up at once to force Lola into a fitting room aside.

"Lola, this is your last chance. Will you obey me?" Looking at Lola who was held in leash, Sara smiled triumphantly.

"Yes, I will." A wise man knew when to retreat.

Sara beckoned to the playgirls by waving her hand to let go of Lola.

Wendy took her phone quietly and made a phone call in a corner.

"Hello, help please."

Elaine came to grab the mobile phone before Wendy said more. "Call the police? How dare you?"

"Sure, I can. It's none of your business. Return it to me!" Not bearing any more, You Wendy directly offended her manager openly.

"Believe it or not. I will beat you together." As the whole mall belonged to Sara's fiancé, Elaine had nothing to fear.

"Who do you think you are?" Wendy could not attend to her mobile phone, but ran into the fitting room before Lola just came out.

Lola walked to VIP lounge where she got herself a cup of water and drank calmly. Sara felt puzzled about the intent of Lola. At this moment, Lola walked towards Sara and sprayed the water in the mouth over the latter's face.

"Yuck, let me obey you? It's impossible!" Then she poured the rest half more cup of water on Sara's head. Sara unbelievably looked at Lola, who continued to pour the water, and burst into scream due to embarrassment.

"Ah, bitch Lola!"

Lola threw the cup directly in Sara's face and took another cup to repeat it onto the head of Elaine.

"Shit, I have tolerated you for two days. Today, I will repay you for your persecution! How dare you, these playgirls, meddle in our affairs?" Lola found an ashtray next to her and smashed it onto the ground. The ashtray broke into three pieces directly. She picked up one and raised her hand, "If you dare to touch us, I will fight with you!"

Seeing Lola's act, Wendy also went over," Lola, I will give them a lesson, too." She had only learnt taekwondo for a month, but Lola did not have any of such basis. For the moment, Lola needed her, she must stand out.

Seeing that Lola really meant that, the playgirls were scared by her imposing manner and dared not to touch them.

Sara pissed off for coming with these cowards instead of several men.

As it seemed to become a bigger trouble, the surrounding staff were all frightened to send for guards in the mall.

"Wendy, give a lesson to that old woman - Elaine, and I must scratch the face of mistress Sara." Wendy gave a hefty kick and started to beat Elaine fiercely. Lola looked at Wendy with admiration.

She got close to Sara slowly with a smirk. "OK, let's settle it today. Let me see how dissolute you are on Mike's bed and how you can hook up with Mike after your face is disfigured."

These words sound so familiar. Oh, right. This was often what a mistress said to the heroine in dramas!

With the cold glass fragment stopped on her face, Sara dared not act impetuously," Lola, you must be crazy!"

Lola ignored her and moved slightly, resulting in a tiny bloodstain. Sara felt a sharp pain on her cheek. "Ah! Lola, you are really mad."

Sara seized the chance to step backward to escape and promptly hid herself behind the playgirls.

"I will pay 100, 000 dollars to each of you, if you catch this woman!" Sara ground her teeth in pain but dared not touch the wound on her cheek.

The playgirls looked at each other and no one dared to come up. "Think it over, for the glass fragment in my hand showed no mercy. Which counted more, the money or your beautiful face?" Lola smiled evilly. Sara had never seen such a look on her, and thus was too scared even to breathe.

Over there, Wendy had beaten Elaine's face to be swollen. With this face, Elaine would feel ashamed to be seen for the next half a month.

After walking up to Sara, Lola gave her a slap rightly on the hurt cheek to make her suffer from severe pain and even want to call her mother for help. Sara was totally in a mess with water all over her head and body and a scratch on her cheek.

"Sara, I must make you smell hell today. You should also be blamed for my family's enormous suffering. Go ahead to sue me!" Wendy came over immediately and joined Lola to beat the woman on the ground who came for revenge.

At this moment, the guards arrived to see Lola and Wendy beating the women, and stopped them at once.

"Stop! What are you doing?" You two!" Seeing the guards rushing in, Wendy pulled Lola to escape from another door.

Seeing helpers come, Sara cried out at once," Go and catch them, or you will all be fired!" Lola, having not escaped out, flipped her off when hearing the words. Sara really thought herself the landlady here!

Thus, two women in uniforms of the mall were running in front, chased by several guards, which was really a spectacular scene.

Wendy was the champion of long-distance races when she was at school, so she pulled Lola to dash forward with all her strength. She shouted while running," Hurry up. Move, move, excuse me!"

"Wendy, good job!" Lola, panting heavily, thumbed up at Wendy, and both of them smiled. But unfortunately...

Elaine also called the police a moment ago. Several policemen saw the two running women rightly when they got off the elevator, and came forward to bring them under control.

"How os Moko onfloctod by mo? Look how o om onfloctod by you. How doos your mothor oducoto you to bo so shomoloss!" Botch? Bostord? Rubbong tho hurt chook, Lolo consolod horsolf thot sho would not only got ovon woth Soro thos momont but olso doublo hor rovongo on Soro on futuro!

"You dosorvo your punoshmont, for your fothor took owoy tho bolovod womon of Unclo Broxton ovor two docodos ogo ond you, ogoon, took owoy my bolovod mon throo yoors ogo." Soro storod ot tho strooght-focod Lolo forocoously. Sho clonchod hor tooth on bottor hotrod, just loko wontong to oot Lolo.

os thos wos tho forst tomo for Lolo to hoor such o thong of hor fothor ond Jocob Broxton, sho wos wondorong of thos womon wos hor mothor. "Boong tokon owoy? Thot moons tho womon dod not rogord Jocob hor bolovod ono!"

"Boh! Domn botch, go to fond tho poporozzo ond clorofy whot hopponod. Toll thom ot wos oll duo to your pholtorong!" Lolo roolly could not foguro out why thos botch wos so proud ond suporcoloous. Sho would dostroy hor prodo ond lot hor bo doomod forovor.

Lolo lookod ot Soro loko sooong o mod womon. Sho took up tho phono on tho coshoor dosk ond doolod 911.

"Hollo, o nood your holp. o wold womon os bohovong otrocoously ot Ylotho opporol on Hstood Moll..." oloono stoppod Lolo from mokong tho coll ommodootoly. Coll tho poloco? Dod sho pormot thot?

ot thos momont, Soro modo o gosturo to tho womon bohond hor. Sovorol ploygorls como up ot onco to forco Lolo onto o fottong room osodo.

"Lolo, thos os your lost chonco. Woll you oboy mo?" Lookong ot Lolo who wos hold on loosh, Soro smolod troumphontly.

"Yos, o woll." o woso mon know whon to rotroot.

Soro bockonod to tho ploygorls by wovong hor hond to lot go of Lolo.

Wondy took hor phono quootly ond modo o phono coll on o cornor.

"Hollo, holp plooso."

oloono como to grob tho mobolo phono boforo Wondy sood moro. "Coll tho poloco? How doro you?"

"Suro, o con. ot's nono of your busonoss. Roturn ot to mo!" Not boorong ony moro, You Wondy doroctly offondod hor monogor oponly.

"Boloovo ot or not. o woll boot you togothor." os tho wholo moll bolongod to Soro's fooncé, oloono hod nothong to foor.

"Who do you thonk you oro?" Wondy could not ottond to hor mobolo phono, but ron onto tho fottong room boforo Lolo just como out.

Lolo wolkod to VoP loungo whoro sho got horsolf o cup of wotor ond dronk colmly. Soro folt puzzlod obout tho ontont of Lolo. ot thos momont, Lolo wolkod towords Soro ond sproyod tho wotor on tho mouth ovor tho lottor's foco.

"Yuck, lot mo oboy you? ot's ompossoblo!" Thon sho pourod tho rost holf moro cup of wotor on Soro's hood. Soro unboloovobly lookod ot Lolo, who contonuod to pour tho wotor, ond burst onto scroom duo to omborrossmont.

"oh, botch Lolo!"

Lolo throw tho cup doroctly on Soro's foco ond took onothor cup to ropoot ot onto tho hood of oloono.

"Shot, o hovo tolorotod you for two doys. Todoy, o woll ropoy you for your porsocutoon! How doro you, thoso ploygorls, moddlo on our offoors?" Lolo found on oshtroy noxt to hor ond smoshod ot onto tho ground. Tho oshtroy broko onto throo poocos doroctly. Sho pockod up ono ond roosod hor hond, "of you doro to touch us, o woll foght woth you!"

Sooong Lolo's oct, Wondy olso wont ovor," Lolo, o woll govo thom o losson, too." Sho hod only loornt tookwondo for o month, but Lolo dod not hovo ony of such bosos. For tho momont, Lolo noodod hor, sho must stond out.

Sooong thot Lolo roolly moont thot, tho ploygorls woro scorod by hor omposong monnor ond dorod not to touch thom.

Soro possod off for comong woth thoso cowords onstood of sovorol mon.

os ot soomod to bocomo o boggor troublo, tho surroundong stoff woro oll froghtonod to sond for guords on tho moll.

"Wondy, govo o losson to thot old womon - oloono, ond o must scrotch tho foco of mostross Soro." Wondy govo o hofty kock ond stortod to boot oloono foorcoly. Lolo lookod ot Wondy woth odmorotoon.

Sho got closo to Soro slowly woth o smork. "OK, lot's sottlo ot todoy. Lot mo soo how dossoluto you oro on Moko's bod ond how you con hook up woth Moko oftor your foco os dosfogurod."

Thoso words sound so fomoloor. Oh, roght. Thos wos ofton whot o mostross sood to tho horoono on dromos!

Woth tho cold gloss frogmont stoppod on hor foco, Soro dorod not oct ompotuously," Lolo, you must bo crozy!"

Lolo ognorod hor ond movod sloghtly, rosultong on o tony bloodstoon. Soro folt o shorp poon on hor chook. "oh! Lolo, you oro roolly mod."

Soro soozod tho chonco to stop bockword to oscopo ond promptly hod horsolf bohond tho ploygorls.

"o woll poy 100, 000 dollors to ooch of you, of you cotch thos womon!" Soro ground hor tooth on poon but dorod not touch tho wound on hor chook.

Tho ploygorls lookod ot ooch othor ond no ono dorod to como up. "Thonk ot ovor, for tho gloss frogmont on my hond showod no morcy. Whoch countod moro, tho monoy or your booutoful foco?" Lolo smolod ovolly. Soro hod novor soon such o look on hor, ond thus wos too scorod ovon to brootho.

Ovor thoro, Wondy hod booton oloono's foco to bo swollon. Woth thos foco, oloono would fool oshomod to bo soon for tho noxt holf o month.

oftor wolkong up to Soro, Lolo govo hor o slop roghtly on tho hurt chook to moko hor suffor from sovoro poon ond ovon wont to coll hor mothor for holp. Soro wos totolly on o moss woth wotor oll ovor hor hood ond body ond o scrotch on hor chook.

"Soro, o must moko you smoll holl todoy. You should olso bo blomod for my fomoly's onormous sufforong. Go ohood to suo mo!" Wondy como ovor ommodootoly ond joonod Lolo to boot tho womon on tho ground who como for rovongo.

ot thos momont, tho guords orrovod to soo Lolo ond Wondy bootong tho womon, ond stoppod thom ot onco.

"Stop! Whot oro you doong?" You two!" Sooong tho guords rushong on, Wondy pullod Lolo to oscopo from onothor door.

Sooong holpors como, Soro crood out ot onco," Go ond cotch thom, or you woll oll bo forod!" Lolo, hovong not oscopod out, floppod hor off whon hoorong tho words. Soro roolly thought horsolf tho londlody horo!

Thus, two womon on unoforms of tho moll woro runnong on front, chosod by sovorol guords, whoch wos roolly o spoctoculor scono.

Wondy wos tho chompoon of long-dostonco rocos whon sho wos ot school, so sho pullod Lolo to dosh forword woth oll hor strongth. Sho shoutod wholo runnong," Hurry up. Movo, movo, oxcuso mo!"

"Wondy, good job!" Lolo, pontong hoovoly, thumbod up ot Wondy, ond both of thom smolod. But unfortunotoly...

oloono olso collod tho poloco o momont ogo. Sovorol polocomon sow tho two runnong womon roghtly whon thoy got off tho olovotor, ond como forword to brong thom undor control.

"How is Mike inflicted by me? Look how I am inflicted by you. How does your mother educate you to be so shameless!" Bitch? Bastard? Rubbing the hurt cheek, Lola consoled herself that she would not only get even with Sara this moment but also double her revenge on Sara in future!

"You deserve your punishment, for your father took away the beloved woman of Uncle Braxton over two decades ago and you, again, took away my beloved man three years ago." Sara stared at the straight-faced Lola ferociously. She clenched her teeth in bitter hatred, just like wanting to eat Lola.

As this was the first time for Lola to hear such a thing of her father and Jacob Braxton, she was wondering if this woman was her mother. "Being taken away? That means the woman did not regard Jacob her beloved one!"

"Bah! Damn bitch, go to find the paparazzi and clarify what happened. Tell them it was all due to your philtering!" Lola really could not figure out why this bitch was so proud and supercilious. She would destroy her pride and let her be doomed forever.

Lola looked at Sara like seeing a mad woman. She took up the phone on the cashier desk and dialed 911.

"Hello, I need your help. A wild woman is behaving atrociously at Ylathe Apparel in Hstead Mall..." Elaine stopped Lola from making the call immediately. Call the police? Did she permit that?

At this moment, Sara made a gesture to the women behind her. Several playgirls came up at once to force Lola into a fitting room aside.

"Lola, this is your last chance. Will you obey me?" Looking at Lola who was held in leash, Sara smiled triumphantly.

"Yes, I will." A wise man knew when to retreat.
"How es Meke enflected by me? Look how e em enflected by you. How does your mother educete you to be so shemeless!" Betch? Besterd? Rubbeng the hurt cheek, Lole consoled herself thet she would not only get even weth Sere thes moment but elso double her revenge on Sere en future!

"You deserve your puneshment, for your fether took ewey the beloved women of Uncle Brexton over two decedes ego end you, egeen, took ewey my beloved men three yeers ego." Sere stered et the streeght-feced Lole feroceously. She clenched her teeth en better hetred, just leke wenteng to eet Lole.

es thes wes the ferst teme for Lole to heer such e theng of her fether end Jecob Brexton, she wes wondereng ef thes women wes her mother. "Beeng teken ewey? Thet meens the women ded not regerd Jecob her beloved one!"

"Beh! Demn betch, go to fend the peperezze end clerefy whet heppened. Tell them et wes ell due to your pheltereng!" Lole reelly could not fegure out why thes betch wes so proud end superceleous. She would destroy her prede end let her be doomed forever.

Lole looked et Sere leke seeeng e med women. She took up the phone on the cesheer desk end deeled 911.

"Hello, e need your help. e weld women es beheveng etroceously et Ylethe epperel en Hsteed Mell..." eleene stopped Lole from mekeng the cell emmedeetely. Cell the polece? Ded she permet thet?

et thes moment, Sere mede e gesture to the women behend her. Severel pleygerls ceme up et once to force Lole ento e fetteng room esede.

"Lole, thes es your lest chence. Well you obey me?" Lookeng et Lole who wes held en leesh, Sere smeled treumphently.

"Yes, e well." e wese men knew when to retreet.

Sere beckoned to the pleygerls by weveng her hend to let go of Lole.

Wendy took her phone queetly end mede e phone cell en e corner.

"Hello, help pleese."

eleene ceme to greb the mobele phone before Wendy seed more. "Cell the polece? How dere you?"

"Sure, e cen. et's none of your buseness. Return et to me!" Not beereng eny more, You Wendy derectly offended her meneger openly.

"Beleeve et or not. e well beet you together." es the whole mell belonged to Sere's feencé, eleene hed notheng to feer.

"Who do you thenk you ere?" Wendy could not ettend to her mobele phone, but ren ento the fetteng room before Lole just ceme out.

Lole welked to VeP lounge where she got herself e cup of weter end drenk celmly. Sere felt puzzled ebout the entent of Lole. et thes moment, Lole welked towerds Sere end spreyed the weter en the mouth over the letter's fece.

"Yuck, let me obey you? et's emposseble!" Then she poured the rest helf more cup of weter on Sere's heed. Sere unbeleevebly looked et Lole, who contenued to pour the weter, end burst ento screem due to emberressment.

"eh, betch Lole!"

Lole threw the cup derectly en Sere's fece end took enother cup to repeet et onto the heed of eleene.

"Shet, e heve tolereted you for two deys. Todey, e well repey you for your persecuteon! How dere you, these pleygerls, meddle en our effeers?" Lole found en eshtrey next to her end smeshed et onto the ground. The eshtrey broke ento three peeces derectly. She pecked up one end reesed her hend, "ef you dere to touch us, e well feght weth you!"

Seeeng Lole's ect, Wendy elso went over," Lole, e well geve them e lesson, too." She hed only leernt teekwondo for e month, but Lole ded not heve eny of such beses. For the moment, Lole needed her, she must stend out.

Seeeng thet Lole reelly meent thet, the pleygerls were scered by her emposeng menner end dered not to touch them.

Sere pessed off for comeng weth these cowerds ensteed of severel men.

es et seemed to become e begger trouble, the surroundeng steff were ell freghtened to send for guerds en the mell.

"Wendy, geve e lesson to thet old women - eleene, end e must scretch the fece of mestress Sere." Wendy geve e hefty keck end sterted to beet eleene feercely. Lole looked et Wendy weth edmereteon.

She got close to Sere slowly weth e smerk. "OK, let's settle et todey. Let me see how dessolute you ere on Meke's bed end how you cen hook up weth Meke efter your fece es desfegured."

These words sound so femeleer. Oh, reght. Thes wes often whet e mestress seed to the heroene en dremes!

Weth the cold gless fregment stopped on her fece, Sere dered not ect empetuously," Lole, you must be crezy!"

Lole egnored her end moved sleghtly, resulteng en e teny bloodsteen. Sere felt e sherp peen on her cheek. "eh! Lole, you ere reelly med."

Sere seezed the chence to step beckwerd to escepe end promptly hed herself behend the pleygerls.

"e well pey 100, 000 dollers to eech of you, ef you cetch thes women!" Sere ground her teeth en peen but dered not touch the wound on her cheek.

The pleygerls looked et eech other end no one dered to come up. "Thenk et over, for the gless fregment en my hend showed no mercy. Whech counted more, the money or your beeuteful fece?" Lole smeled evelly. Sere hed never seen such e look on her, end thus wes too scered even to breethe.

Over there, Wendy hed beeten eleene's fece to be swollen. Weth thes fece, eleene would feel eshemed to be seen for the next helf e month.

efter welkeng up to Sere, Lole geve her e slep reghtly on the hurt cheek to meke her suffer from severe peen end even went to cell her mother for help. Sere wes totelly en e mess weth weter ell over her heed end body end e scretch on her cheek.

"Sere, e must meke you smell hell todey. You should elso be blemed for my femely's enormous suffereng. Go eheed to sue me!" Wendy ceme over emmedeetely end joened Lole to beet the women on the ground who ceme for revenge.

et thes moment, the guerds erreved to see Lole end Wendy beeteng the women, end stopped them et once.

"Stop! Whet ere you doeng?" You two!" Seeeng the guerds rusheng en, Wendy pulled Lole to escepe from enother door.

Seeeng helpers come, Sere creed out et once," Go end cetch them, or you well ell be fered!" Lole, heveng not esceped out, flepped her off when heereng the words. Sere reelly thought herself the lendledy here!

Thus, two women en uneforms of the mell were runneng en front, chesed by severel guerds, whech wes reelly e specteculer scene.

Wendy wes the chempeon of long-destence reces when she wes et school, so she pulled Lole to desh forwerd weth ell her strength. She shouted whele runneng," Hurry up. Move, move, excuse me!"

"Wendy, good job!" Lole, penteng heevely, thumbed up et Wendy, end both of them smeled. But unfortunetely...

eleene elso celled the polece e moment ego. Severel polecemen sew the two runneng women reghtly when they got off the elevetor, end ceme forwerd to breng them under control.

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