“Don’t worry, Grandpa,” Charmine coaxed Senior Jordan. “I’m a grown-up, and I know how to sort things out.” “I know you can sort things out, but it’s how you sort things out that worries me!” fretted Senior Jordan. He reminded again, “Remember how we’ve wronged you in the past twenty-three years; we just want you to be healthy. Don’t think of anything else. If anything happened to you, I won’t be able to live on.” “Alright, don’t worry, Grandpa. Even if it’s for you, I’ll take good care of myself. Rest assured,” promised Charmine. Once she managed to calm him down, Charmine hung up with a dull gaze. Senior Jordan found out what happened. Everything was going south. Still, she was determined to not drag the Baileys with her, and the Jordan Group must not be sacrificed for her sake. Then… Charmine went downstairs and walked back to the other villa, much to Nial’s relief as he sighed. “You’re back, Charmine. I wondered where you went off to! You have to take good care,
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