The shop assistant had never seen anyone return their goods before. But since they could not afford to offend Christine because she was Mrs. Brook, they returned all the money to her, "Miss, it's a total of 3.87 million yuan."
"3.87 million yuan? Did you make a mistake? I had 5 million in it before, but after Larissa paid the bill, I got nothing left. Where is the rest? That's a total of more than 1 million yuan."
The assistant was afraid of being framed, so she tried to explain. But Larissa didn't give her the chance. She slapped the assistant, "How dare you raise the price and then sell it to me? I have spent 1 million more to buy your clothes!"
"Mrs. Brook, we didn't. It's all on the record." The seller almost cried.
Seeing Larissa guilty, Christine asked her in a good mood, "Larissa, why are you so excited? We have your shopping record in the shop. I can definitely take the rest back. If anyone dares to steal my money, I won't make it easy for her. I'm calling my husband now, and I'll tell him to kill the one who did this!"
Larissa stopped Christine hastily, "That's just 1 million yuan? Are you short of such a small amount of money?"
"Yes, of course!" Seeing the paparazzi near them, Christine lowered her voice and said to her secretly, "You know my situation. If I am kicked out by the Brook Family one day, I'll be short of money by then. So I need the money to date with Martin secretly."
Larissa's eyes lit up when she heard this.
If the paparazzi could take the photos that Christine went to see Martin who had an accident, and Christine got divorced afterwards, she could get 10 million yuan and a villa from Gloria.
So she clenched her fists, gnashed, and transferred the money back to Christine's account when she was about to investigate this.
Hearing the prompt message, Christine raised her lips. Although that was just the tip of the iceberg, she could take her time to get back what was hers.
"Chris!" After Larissa transferred the money, she ran toward Christine unsteadily with a sad face, "Martin had a car accident and he is hospitalized at the Central Hospital of City H. Let's hurry up and see him there."
Christine frowned. Why wasn't he dead in the accident?
But she still remembered that she was badly injured in her previous life, and she even went to see Martin secretly. At that time, she got caught by the media gathered by Larissa, and they gossiped her as the one who had an affair and got caught in bed. Because of that picture they took, she became the most notorious woman in City H.
As a result, after Franklin took good care of her and she finally recovered, he tortured her on the bed for a total of three days.
But thinking about it right now only made Christine feel that she was such an idiot.
When she was pulled out by Larissa and drove to see Martin, they got a long line of cars behind them. The paparazzi and the bodyguards were both involved.
When they arrived at the hospital, Larissa couldn't even wait to vent her anger on Christine immediately. After all, she was insulted just now. Along their way, she pulled Christine's wrist. Anyone could tell that Christine was unwilling to go with her, and she was forced to go there.
When the bodyguards learnt Christine's whereabouts, they sent Franklin the information and address instantly.
Franklin was talking about the development of the new industry with Mason, but he got an emergency call from the bodyguard.
Mason dared not tease Franklin this time, because he was well aware that Franklin loved his wife no matter what she had done to him. And he even could abandon his brothers for his wife if necessary.
"...She goes to the hospital to see Martin." The bodyguard's voice was low as a mosquito compared to Franklin's powerful aura.
"If Martin dares to touch her, make him disabled!" Franklin picked his black wind coat, striding out with anger.
Mason got up hastily, "Frank, where are you going?"
And caught his wife.
"Chris, Chris, Chris." Franklin called her name inwardly, "You'd better not betray me again. If so, I'm afraid that I couldn't control myself to break your legs and tie you to the bed. And I'll make you cry by then."
"I can send you there. I'm a professional racer, and I can promise to get you there to catch Christine within ten minutes." Mason almost got mad. He knew it was Christine again. Was this woman a demon in her previous life? Why was she always factitious?
Mason was a great racer. Driving his Maserati, he almost flew out of the garage.
Maybe Christine had sensed what Franklin was doing. When Larissa pushed her to open the door, she sneezed twice and then rubbed her nose.
She thought to herself there must a bitch who was scolding her behind her back.