No Escape from Love novel Chapter 241

But the moment Felicia heard her request, her expression darkened, and she immediately refused without a second thought. "No way! The hallway is a public space. How can you just pile up your stuff there? What if a fire breaks out?"

Celine tried to reason with her. "I'll be careful. I won't cause you any trouble."

But Felicia was unyielding, unwilling to compromise in the slightest. The two went back and forth, their voices growing sharper until the argument escalated into a full-blown shouting match.

"Why are you being so unreasonable?" Celine was getting frustrated, but Felicia had her hands on her hips and snapped back, "So what if I'm unreasonable? Who do you think you are?"

Their bickering intensified, and loud voices echoed through the hallway, attracting a crowd of curious neighbors.

This chaotic scene was precisely what YS Media's photographer had been waiting for, and he captured everything on camera.

As the verbal battle raged on like a heated market brawl, Randall watched with amusement, occasionally stirring the pot by asking the onlookers questions. "Is Mrs. Ashford Senior always like this? Her temper seems pretty explosive."

The neighbors eagerly chimed in.

"Oh, absolutely. That old lady's got a sharp tongue. She'll pick a fight with anyone."

"Last time, she slashed someone's tires just because of a parking spot!"

"And that daughter of hers? She's always dressed up like she's going somewhere fancy. Who knows what kind of business she's up to…"

Randall absorbed the gossip, feeling lucky to have arrived just in time for this spectacle.

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Meanwhile, Alex had uncovered some critical information.

In the commotion, one of the debt collectors shoved through the crowd, accidentally knocking into Randall's arm.

"Ow! My arm!" Randall doubled over and clutched it in pain.

Now, things had spiraled completely out of control, and before long, the dispute ended up at the police station.

Upon hearing what had happened, Alex immediately rushed over to get Randall out of the situation.

"Mr. Hastings, those Ashfords are out of their minds!" Randall hissed, cradling his injured arm with a look of pure resentment. "They'll do anything for money!"

Alex glanced at Randall's arm and said, "You did well, Randall. Go back and organize the materials."