Her private account on Weibo was bombarded with messages.[You’re so evil! How could you do such things to Tiffany Jordan? Why didn’t you Photoshop your own photos as well?][What a b*tch. You should be dead by now. I hope you and your family could die in peace!][A nobody like you thinks you can audition for Chanel? How many men are you sleeping with to get that money? Beware of HIV!]Charmine scrolled through the messages and scoffed as she typed:[Sleep around for money? More like sleeping in money!]She then attached three photos: a high stack of house deeds, a pile of luxury car keys, and a street view of High Street in Burlington.These photos quickly became the staple topic in the entire Weibo. High Street Burlington was a famous commercial street known for housing hundreds of international luxury brands along the street as long as 2000 meters. The high stack of deeds was of High Street Burlington. Furthermore, the luxury car keys were of supercars worth millions of dolla
At the Jordan family’s mansion... Tiffany staggered onto the sofa, terrified. ‘How could this be? It was going so well... How did it all turn so wrong? Why would Professor Zero make such a clip ruining my reputation if he claimed to be a fan, and going so far as publishing the clip?!’ she exploded, ranting deliriously to herself.It was then when Julian Cabell walked into the room, wearing an exquisitely tailored suit. “Tiffany, what’s the photo abo—”“It’s bullsh*t! Bullsh*t! ” Tiffany snapped before he could finish his sentence. Julian stopped short. He had never seen Tiffany like this before.Once she realized it was Julian, Tiffany hastily recollected herself and rushed to him as she whimpered, “Julian, Darling, I didn’t mean to yell at you. I was just very disappointed at Charmine.” She then continued as she simmered in resentment, “I’ve never done her wrong all these years, except for the one time five years ago. I can’t believe she can be so evil. I wonder what she has
Ex-boyfriend?“Julian Cabell, the douchebag?” Charmine scowled.“Yeah. He posed a challenge that if you can win the audience with your charm, he’ll owe you a hundred million dollars,” Eric replied calmly. “Huh? Do I look like I’d need an extra hundred million?” Charmine turned back to her punching bag and delivered a sharp punch right to it. Thump!The hundred-pound punching bag was sent flying away.Eric was utterly stunned, though it was nothing new. This was true to Charmine’s nature.That was not the end of it, however. Removing her gloves, Charmine picked up her phone and replied Julian, [Gross! @JulianCabell] Attached to that post was a photo of her middle finger. Preposterous! The national husband rejected as ‘gross’ by Charmine Jordan? A man with a net worth of 30 billion was tagged with a photo of Charmine’s middle finger?[OMG! What’s wrong with this crazy woman? Julian is so hot, and she called him gross?][No wonder she’s adopted. Such a b*tch!][Too sca
Charmine scoffed at Julian’s reply and typed out her own.[Someone might as well make up his mind on whether to eat human sh*t or cow sh*t. Maybe pick up some dog sh*t by the road?]No one was making it easier for the other side as a century worth of gamble was announced. The fans on Weibo went crazy at this as the bets were huge. A live stream of eating actual sh*t versus 10 billion worth of cash; what else could be wilder than this? Everyone could hardly wait for Chanel’s show tomorrow.Charmine never lost her composure as she merely threw her phone aside. Turning to Eric, she then spoke, “Be prepared for tomorrow.”“Don’t worry. I won’t let you down.” With that, Eric turned and left.He was just Charmine’s agent, thus he would not be staying at her villa. Charmine locked the door the moment he exited and went to bed early.The same did not go for Tiffany. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She did not know why, but she had a strange feeling that Charmine ca
A woman stood close to the door as she watched closely. When she saw that the doorknob stopped jiggling after a while, she smiled proudly and made a phone call to report on the matter. “Miss Amelia, everything is going as planned. Charmine can’t get out.”“Good work. Keep watching, and make sure she doesn’t come out,” came Amelia’s sly reply.Once the call ended, the woman sat on her chair, cross-legged.‘So Charmine thinks she would build her reputation through Chanel’s show and steal Tiffany’s fame? Well, she’s locked in her house now,’ Amelia mused to herself, self-assured that Charmine would never gain the fame she craved. Charmine was so bold to place such a bet against Julian. If she failed to even get out of her house, Charmine would lose terribly.Amelia laughed boisterously, though only to herself. The thought of Charmine being mocked and laughed by the netizens was both entertaining and relieving. Her internal celebration was cut short when someone added Amelia on Wha
Zoey wanted to fight back but Charmine had made her exit, her silver heels clicking against the corridor floor. Even the shadow of her back was straight, proud as it was.Click, clack, click!Zoey froze as she watched Charmine leave, and it was only after she was out of sight did she make a phone call. “Amelia, we nearly got her! Why did we let her go? Do you know how arrogant she is? She ordered me to fix her door saying that we wasted thirty-five minutes of her life, so we owe her three hundred and fifty thousand!”What? 350 thousand?Amelia was seething, but once she remembered that Charmine had a hold of their call, she began to pile up the blame on Zoey. “It’s all your fault! Why did you call back to report to me? Do you know that she got a recording of our voice call?” she yapped. “You can’t even do a thing right. I’ll take the three hundred and fifty thousand out of your salary, ten thousand per month!”Her monthly salary was only twenty thousand, so with ten thousand taken
It was not long before Tiffany’s friends reacted to Charmine’s obnoxious words.“Charmine Jordan, you’re like a dog fighting its owner. Can’t tell what’s good and bad, or a chalk from cheese? Tiffany was kind enough to give you a ride. How could you say such things to her?”“What are you barking on about, you adopted kid? This is a limited edition Lamborghini Sesto Elemento, priced over forty million with only twenty available worldwide. It’s a blessing for you to even see it!”“Exactly! Why don’t you bring a better car than Tiffany’s if you have it? All you do is brag. Disgusting!”The comments were ugly to the ears. Charmine frowned contempt, unable to formulate a proper comeback.The ladies cackled at Charmine, under the impression that the frown on Charmine’s face was because her whistle was blown. “Look at her face! She can’t bring out any! What a bragger!”“Hah! Seems like her whistle is blown! She deserves this!”“Please don’t say such cruel things to my sister. Maybe s
Tiffany was shocked with disbelief. Her face stiffened as she could barely contain her emotions, but she managed to hold herself together and forced a smile, asking, “Sir, I think you’ve made a mistake.”Charmine just returned to the country, and hardly anyone knew her. How would such a wealthy boss know her and send someone to pick her up?“No, I’ve not,” the chauffeur deadpanned. “I’m here to pick up Miss Jordan. Charmine Jordan,” he added, emphasizing ‘Charmine’ when he spoke. Disbelief, their gazes turned to Charmine as though in slow-motion.This car came for Charmine? She knew the car’s owner? Impossible! Tiffany’s face twisted into a shade beyond abhorrence. How could it be?As everyone was still frozen in shock, the man walked toward Charmine and bowed. “Miss Jordan, please.”Charmine walked over nonchalantly, her eyes judging the car. “Hmm... It’s not too bad, I’d give you that. However, there are only seven cars in the world, and that number is ominous. Also, black abs