Although Lily was more of a soft-spoken woman, she was very protective of Amelia. She continued to ask for mercy on her daughter’s behalf as she said, “Dad, I know Amelia made a huge mistake this time, but she wasn’t completely wrong. We’ve raised Charmine for so many years, so don’t we deserve something in return? She found such a huge diamond mine. Even if she doesn’t want to give it back to us, she should at least tell us about it, right?” “Exactly. She’s ungrateful. It’s like the old saying: ‘When one drinks water, one must remember the person who digs the well’. Charmine not only forgot about the person who digs the well, but she even tried to kill the person!” exclaimed Amelia’s father, Felix Jordan—the second master of the Jordan family. Just like that, the room was instantly filled with criticisms against Charmine. Tiffany, not missing an opportunity to bring out her kind-hearted persona, went forward and said, “This isn’t true! We can’t blame Charmine for not telling us
Tiffany was pleased when she saw the darkened expression of her grandfather, but she remembered to keep her facade. “Amelia, stop saying that. I believe Charmine didn’t do it on purpose. She must’ve been busy taking care of her diamond business and forgot to ring up Grandpa. Grandpa, please don’t be mad.” With that, everyone’s looks went a shade darker. Busy? She was just ungrateful! The disappointed look on Drake went a few shades darker too. Meanwhile, Charmine seemed to enjoy the act between Amelia and Tiffany. She watched them with an amused look as though she was a queen being entertained. “Are you two done?” She nonchalantly turned her gaze upward, and with a smirk on her face, she started, “In the past five years, I’ve tried to contact Grandpa for a hundred and ten times, but the line was always busy. I’ve sent ten gifts to Grandpa in total, but none of the gifts was ever delivered to him. I even tried sending him emails, but every email was blocked by a hacker. You h
It was only the first whip and Amelia’s clothes were already ripped apart as fresh blood oozed out of her fair skin. Her face contorted in pain and anguish, but she never gave out. “Not me! It really wasn’t me! Charmine framed me!” Hobson shook his head helplessly. Amelia was too hard-headed; he had no choice but to continue the whipping. Fwoop! Fwoop! Fwoop! In the end, Amelia’s flesh was lacerated as her back was all bloodied. She slowly succumbed to her wounds, yet she managed to utter one last sentence, “It really…really wasn’t me.” She passed out right after. Overwhelmed with rage, Drake sternly ordered, “Come and get this liar out of my sight. Without my permission, she has no right to leave the mansion for the next three months!” Three months? Amelia was grounded for three months? “Dad, she’s a popular model! If she doesn’t leave the house, her popularity will disappear…!” Lily called out as she carried Amelia. “After making such a fool out of herself in the p
“Anyone who mentions the diamond mine will have their family shares confiscated!” barked Senior Jordan. Tiffany clenched her fists tightly. A huge diamond mine, all for Charmine and only Charmine? What for?! What a dumb old fool! Of course, Tiffany would not say such a thing out loud, thus she could only bite back her anger. However, Drake continued, “Oh, right. Charmine, since you’re back, sign this paper and I’ll transfer you the fifteen percent of the share that I should’ve given to you a few years ago.” With that, Hobson passed him a prepared document. Charmine never expected Senior Jordan would still give her the family share, even when she had a whole diamond mine to herself. A glint of warmth swept past her usually cold and emotionless eyes. Before Charmine could sign, her foster father, Jeremy Jordan caterwauled, “Dad, are you insane? She already owned a huge diamond mine! Why are you still transferring fifteen percent of the family share to her? She doesn’t even
At the Jordan family mansion’s garden... Tiffany sat under a jacaranda tree. The events that had transpired just moments ago still infuriated her. It would be understandable if Drake transferred just some of the share to Charmine, but did he have to transfer as much as fifteen percent? Charmine now owned as much as Tiffany, who was the ‘actual heiress’ of the Jordan family! Worse still, netizens were flattering Charmine and idolizing her, while some became suspicious of the interview Tiffany and Amelia had earlier. There was speculation that Tiffany played a part in this, and they called her ‘fake’ and ‘unreal’. If this went on, her ‘No.1 Supermodel’ title would be ruined in no time. Her assistant, Veronica stood behind her in concern. “Prior to this, Guci had finalized you as their magazine cover this season, but they had just called to say that they needed more time to choose between you and Charmine.” “What?” blurted Tiffany, dumbfounded. Guci was no humdrum brand. It wa
“Oh… That’s right. Julian darling, Grandpa already transferred fifteen percent of the share to Charmine. I’m afraid I can’t help you take the shares anymore.” Julian frowned. Already? So soon? Five years ago, the Cabell and Jordan families forced Julian to marry the ugly and inelegant Charmine. Though he hated Charmine for that, he had always wanted to get all the Jordan family shares and own their business. He thought that he could get hold of her share if he were to follow through with their marriage arrangement. Once Tiffany noticed the worried expression on his face, she gently warned, “Julian darling, I think Charmine still loves you. Think about it: Why is she still single even though she’s this Diamond Boss now? “Also, all her tweets are about you, even though she has so many followers. Perhaps she might be trying to get your attention? “If we resume the plan we had five years ago, which was to make her fall all over for you, it’s likely that she’ll transfer you her fa
Kay and his men—who hid in the shadows—stared at the scene with eyes wide like saucers. Damn, was their boss about to run over him? There were no traces of holding back in Charmine’s actions. She twisted the handle of her motorbike as she raced toward him. Once Julian knew for sure Charmine was not letting up, that she was closing in from their half-a-meter distance, he instinctively jumped out of the way. Yet, the motorbike moved at such a speed that his sleeve was almost caught by the bike, and it sent him stumbling back a few steps. Charmine glanced at him by the corner of her eyes. A mocking smirk appeared on her lips as she flipped the middle finger at him. Her long and unruly hair fluttered in the night breeze. She sure was bold and daring. On the other side, Julian was left with his pale-green face, the veins on his forehead almost burst out from hatred and fear. The woman who was once all over him nearly ran over him and even gave him the middle finger! Why did she
[Charmine and Tiffany Jordan Making a Cover Shoot Together: A Showdown Between Two Sisters.] The article explained details of the showdown, along with some analysis of their pros and cons. Although the content was unbiased and professionally written, the two fanbases began fighting against each other not long after the article was published. [So what if Charmine is rich? She is still a newbie. How dare she have a showdown with Tiffany?!] [What’s so great about Tiffany? She didn’t even make it to the final appearance of the Chanel show. Haven’t you heard of how newcomers are always better off?] [It’s just a matter of luck. Charmine’s final appearance was quite stunning, but if one looks closer, it’s just her acting expensive and exquisite. How is she going to carry on a big fashion brand like Guci? Can she win?] [Yeah, and the showdown is about sales of the collection they wear. Tiffany has eighty million followers while Charmine has less than eight million. How is she going
There was an unnoticeable glint in Sonia's eyes. She nestled herself further into Harry's arms as she added, "Let’s go to Pares. We'll come back after I give birth to the baby.""Alright."Harry stayed by Sonia's side as he watched over her, cared for her, and talked to her until she finally slept in his care.He stood up tiredly and walked out of the room to sit in the living room.Thuck!Something fell out of his pocket.He narrowed his eyes to the source of sound and spotted a USB.Since when did he have a USB in his pocket?With a small frown on his face, Harry curiously picked it up and noticed the front side of the USB glowing. Something was carved onto its surface, too.[Granger].Was it Dior’s USB? Why was her USB inside his pocket?Harry’s clear fingers held on the USB tightly. He thought for a moment before he took out a laptop, turned it on, and plugged in the USB.A moment later, the screen showed what seemed to be peculiar surveillance footage with a descriptio
Dior was still lost in her storm of thoughts when a shadowy figure zipped past her and ran toward Harry.When she spotted this familiar figure, she reacted quickly and held onto him."Let go of me!" growled Guy. "How dare he slap you and misunderstood you? I have to beat some sense into him!"Harry broke free and chased after Harry.Dior, despite having lost all hope and life in her, mustered the last strand of her will to chase after Guy and reeled him back. "Brother, don't," she muttered, "spare your energy…" Her sorrow clouded her eyes as she mumbled, "He’s the man I love. Even though he hates me, I won’t allow you to hurt him. As for the explanation…"Dior smiled ironically. "Whatever. That slap decimated every beautiful daydream I have about him, anyway."She no longer expected anything from him.He had no trust in her, so what would it matter if she finally got him? He did not even love her, and he did not trust her either.Dior smiled elegantly, but her eyes were fille
Dior looked forward to that new shift.She watched as Harry made his way into the restaurant silently, unable to deter her mind from the daydreams she had of him, of the new chapter of their story they would have.He would apologize to her, trying to redeem himself, and kiss her dearly as he embraced her. Later down the line, they would have a child of their own, too.Harry's long legs walked in strides, his dark gaze trained on Dior.The bright light shone on Dior’s delicately stunning face, and she also wore a red dress.He remembered her wearing this back in Mount Village.He could remember how alluring she looked back then, how they stayed in the same room, how she put down her ego to treat him with so much gentleness.Harry’s cold face mellowed down, but recalling a certain memory, the vague wistfulness in him vanished and he sat in front of her.Dior looked at him fondly, like she always would. "Long time no see."Her eyes burned brightly as if she wanted to drink in his
Dior examined the footage the moment she received it.True enough, it showed Sonia and George talking about their little deal. It also showed how Dior was telling the truth while they both ganged up on her.Dior’s frail heart felt as though it was rejuvenated once more, feeling as though blood was once more pumped into her heart. Her dull eyes devoid of hope regained their lost luster once more.Not thinking twice, she dialed Harry's number with this evidence, though he had to be busy, seeing as he did not pick up even after the phone rang for a long while.Just as she was about to hang up, Harry picked up the phone."What do you want?"On the other end of the call was the voice that she had missed for so long. His low, hoarse voice sounded so cold and emotionless.Hearing his voice brought Dior back to the image of his handsome face, and her heart skipped a beat.She tried her best to restrain her fluttering emotions as she tried to speak calmly, "Do you have time? I’d like to
At Mount Village…Inside the elegant bamboo house was Dior, dressed in a beige dress. She sat in the front yard as she took sips of her wine.The sunlight shone past the leaves and illuminated her, yet she exuded an air of loneliness.She swirled the glass and could not help recalling the moments she spent with Harry.In the beginning, she was attracted by his looks; he looked so gentle and elegant.She gave him money, kept him company, and continuously showed up around him in hopes of conquering him.Alas, she ended up in this state.The time she spent with him in Mount Village was the happiest time she had ever had. They had lived inside the bamboo house together, where he took care of her and claimed her to be his woman.They even laid inside the same room.Everything was so beautiful.Cursed was her luck, however, that it was just an illusion. He had been using her from the start, while he chose to stay with the woman who lied to him and even hurt him!No matter how mu
"Although Susan was unhappy, she should've voiced out her displeasure instead of bottling things. Cheating is wrong, regardless. Furthermore, if she wanted a career, she didn't have to stay home and depend on her husband."Grandma Bailey halted.Was that what Charmine truly thought of?Grandma Bailey thought Charmine would find Susan too aggressive unto herself.Charmine glanced at Susan again and apathetically commented, "She doesn't want to make money on her own, but she wants to be rich while complaining about her man not making time for her and taking care of her? If a woman has no ability of her own and also blames others for her miseries, all she's worth is to sit quietly at home and wait for her husband to come home. She also has no right to cheat! This is how the world works."Charmine patted Grandma Bailey’s shoulder and held Anthony’s hand, her words met with everyone's evidently surprised gazes and their silence.Grandma Bailey was shocked. Sure, Charmine sounded rathe
The colossal cruise started to drift away from the pier.Eric stood on the cruise and let the wind blow at him, loneliness and hatred still oozing from his being.He stared at the blue ocean ahead of him as Charmine's words rang in his mind unceasingly.'Will you really feel good after you've killed them?''You saw Susan suffering from a serious wound; would you still kill the one sibling you have left in the world?'"Forgive them and yourself.'Deliberating everything carefully, his lips curled into a bitter smile.It was true, after all, that Charmine understood him the most.Eric poured himself another drink and downed it with loneliness as he allowed the cruise to bring him wherever it would take him.…Susan was still inside the operating room when Charmine and the rest of the Baileys rushed into the hospital.Darryl stood before the room, his expression blank, his figure lonely and helpless.So many things had happened in half a day.He found out about his wife's inf
"No one's stopping you now. Eat!"Anthony clenched his hands tightly and took another glance at Charmine. He was more determined than before, and he was close to eating the pills in the bottle.Charmine, who was held hostage, gradually opened her eyes at that moment. Her gaze drifted toward Eric before she asked, her tone challenging, "Will you really feel good after you've killed them? You saw Susan suffering from a serious wound; would you still kill the one sibling you have left in the world?"Eric halted, and his eyes darkened.Charmine had just woken up, yet what she said…He cast a cold glance at Charmine. "It's my business, and it has nothing to do with you!"They were his family, and he did not want a family like this!Charmine looked squarely at him. "Eric, I don’t care if you used me or plotted against me all these years; I've treated you like a true friend, nothing more nor less. You were the only person who stayed by my side in the past five years, so I hope that you
Anthony's breath hitched when he saw Charmine.He clenched his fists and, without doubting himself, relented "I can agree to your terms, so let her go right away. This has nothing to do with her; you only hate me after all. As long as you let her go, I'll take the pill. Everything will end right away."Susan shook her head. "We'll die after eating the pill. I’m not taking that!"She had just reunited with Eric, and she did not want to die yet. She looked at Eric and begged, "Please let Anthony be, why don't you? He’s your brother, after all, and he doesn’t even know about your existence. If you’re really angry, just kill Charmine, and I'll make it up to you—"Anthony's expression contorted in sheer fury upon hearing Susan's plea, and he glared at her with murderous intent."This was all your fault, so what right do you have to make Charmine take your blame?!""What on earth are you going on about?" snapped Grandma Bailey. "Charmine has been kidnapped because of you, yet you want