The Wrong Woman

Phoebe burst into the fitting room. She quickly pulled Mila out and positioned herself protectively before her. "Mila, are you okay?"

Salespeople from the store gathered around, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene.

"Darling?" Lillian approached with worry etched on her face.

She supported Yale's arm, bending down to find him clutching his crotch. Seeing the sweat on his forehead and the pain on his face, she felt sorry for him.

"What happened? Did Wanda hurt you?"

The situation was clear. This was a women's clothing store, so naturally, the changing room was intended for females.

Therefore, when a man appeared in the fitting room and ended up doubled over in pain, it didn't take much to piece together what had occurred.

Yale winced in pain and muttered, "Wanda was too rough."

her teeth in frustration. She hurried over

She grabbed Lillian's arm and forcefully shoved it

steps from the force and pointed angrily at Mila. "Wanda, you're

Yale

This bitch has been trying to seduce Yale over and over. I've been watching

struggling to contain her laughter. She couldn't believe how foolish Lillian acted as if she were

was blunt and couldn't stand to see Mila unfairly criticized. She argued, "Mila and General Morrison have been together since childhood, admiring

she's in charge? Now that Fenna's been pushed away, she's causing trouble everywhere. It's unbelievable." "Who are you calling a sidekick?" Lillian jabbed her finger fiercely at Phoebe, her eyes burning with anger, seemingly

again if you have the nerve. I'll

and your paranoid friend make quite the pair, don't

she raised her hand

and prepared to retaliate, Mila shouted, "Phoebe,

being wrongly accused, Phoebe focused on evading

actions. He comforted her, "Honey, please don't act rashly. It's not worth risking