“Aah!” Amelia cried out in agony, her face pallid due
to the pain.
Joey then shifted Amelia behind her and scowled,
“Charmine, enough is enough! You ‘re shameless
enough to be a third – wheeler. How dare you hit your
cousin? Aren’t you even ashamed at all?” i
“Ashamed? Ashamed as in standing here and
listening to you?” Charmine clapped back bitterly.
“She’s your cousin!” Joey shrieked. “So what if she
criticizes you? You’re just an adopted daughter, and
your life was given by the Jordan family. From what
you’ve done so far, nothing would be in vain if you’re
bashed to death right now!”
A sliver of irony gleamed in Charmine’s glare.
Nothing would be in vain if she was based to death,
was it? Everyone would see who would be first to go.
Tiffany took this opportunity to play the good cop.
“Mom, Sister, please stop arguing,” she pleaded, “we
can talk things out. Sister claimed she wasn’t the
third-wheeler and that this shop belonged to her.
What if she speaks the truth? Maybe she had no
choice but to be a third-wheeler?” 2
“Huh? Who is forced to become a third – wheeler? It’s
all her love for vanity! If I didn’t pick her up and
bring her home, she would’ve died a long time ago!
Not only is she ungrateful, but she’s also done such an
outrageous act!” Joey barked as the intensity of her
glare amplified to a greater degree.
“You bring shame to the Jordan family! If you still
have a sliver of dignity left in you and care about
your foster mother, I want you to go back to Senior
Jordan and tell him you’re voluntarily leaving the
Jordan family! Don’t you bring shame to all of u s!”
“Auntie is right! I’ll be blowing the whistle on you,
and your reputation will b e ruined! You better leave
and hide now, and don’t ruin the Jordans’
reputation!” Amelia scowled.
“Huh?” Charmine scoffed. “What’s whistleblowing?
Please help yourself.” There was no mistaking that
hard-headed tone in her voice, powerfully so as well.
Tiffany could never get used to this strong -willed and
unruly Charmine. She was just a third-wheeler. What
was there to b e arrogant about?
It was then when Tiffany, from the corner of her eye,
noted that paparazzi were secretly taking photos
outside the store. A light bulb went off in her head as
she walked toward Charmine and held her arm.
“Sister, Mom and Amelia were trying to help you. Just
apologize when you did something wrong or just tell
us your problems. We’ll forgive you.”
“Forgive? You don’t have a say in that matter. Get
your dirty hand off of me!” Charmine forcibly pulled
herself away from Tiffany’s hold.
“Ah!” Tiffany stumbled a few steps backward and
slammed against the display counter.
The display counter fell over, and the glass shattered
all over the floor. Tiffany fell onto the floor and, in the
process, cut her palm with a broken glass piece. 1
“Tiffany!” Two voices yelled her name at the same
time—Joey and Julian.
Julian rushed forward and pulled her up. ” Tiffany,
you’re bleeding!” he gasped anxiously.
“I’m fine, really. Charmine didn’t push m e, it has
nothing to do with Charmine. Please don’t blame her.”
Tiffany begged, pulling on his sleeves. 1
Julian’s handsome face instantly turned harsh, he
glared at Charmine coldly, ” Charmine! Your sister
was trying to help you! How can you be so evil?!
You’re like a white-eyed wolf; a fair-weather child!”
“Charmine! Your sister was trying to help you! How
can you be so evil?! You’re like a white-eyed wolf; a
fair-weather child!” 2
“B*tch! How dare you harm my daughter? Don’t you
know she still needs t o play the piano? Who are you
to touch Tiffany?!” Joey glared at Charmine, hatefully
and loathingly so.