Margaret frowned.
It was evident that the man was Natasha's brother, specifically here to cause trouble for Charlotte after the altercation that had just taken place.
Mario was nowhere nearby, and there was no one else around. If Margaret didn't step in to stop it, Charlotte's situation could become very dangerous.
She moved her toe slightly, about to take a step forward, but she felt a strange fluctuation in space. It was like the night wind ruffling the surface of a lake, or raindrops falling into the deep sea.
The disturbance was fleeting, leaving no trace behind.
