Chapter 415 At Royal Banquet Bar, inside a private room... The room was pitch black with no lights, and Julian sat on the floor as wine bottles stood on the table in front of him. He drank one after another, amassing wine bottles around him. With bloodshot eyes, the aura he emitted was cold and distant, and with every mouthful of wine, he recalled memories of a much younger Tiffany. He remembered how–as he first laid eyes on her in the Jordan mansion–he told himself that Tiffany was the Snow White from a fairy tale, and he wanted to be her Prince.
He was, much to his chagrin back then, paired with the ugly and rough–looking Charmine due to the Cabells‘ and Jordans‘ arrangement. Despite his distaste of Charmine, he kept his mouth should and pretended to go along with it as he had no right to speak up or object.
Gradually, he and Tiffany secretly started their relationship–he had always loved and cherished her. Even when he found out that Tiffany was not actually blood–related to the Jordans, he did not look down on her. In fact, he was worried for her, worried that she would not be able to survive with the Jordans. He thus taught her to manipulate Charmine and Robert to slowly steal their shares. It all seemed as if he was the one teaching her, but as Julian revisited these memories, Tiffany would have done everything herself but pretended to be unwilling. Julian had always thought she was kind, pure, and innocent. He never would have thought she would be so calculative! Thinking of the investigation result, he took another mouthful of the wine. Yes, Tiffany was indeed drugged, but she was drugged by herself! She set up an appointment with Anthony, wanting to sleep with him but failed. Charmine sent Julian a text that day, trying to give him and Tiffany a chance, but he asked Oliver to go instead
If Tiffany‘s plan went according to plan, she would have slept with Anthony and dumped him! He always thought of Tiffany as the Snow White, but the truth was that she secretly wanted to sleep with Anthony and then dump him! Another mouthful of wine. The pile of empty bottles around was as tall as a hill. The drunker he was, the clearer his thoughts became. Charmine‘s face slowly surfaced among his thoughts. Had she been free from Tiffany‘s manipulation for 18 years, she would have turned out just as amazing. Charmine had never done anything wrong; even the incident from five years ago was set up by Tiffany. If… If Julian could go back in time, he would gladly accept the marriage arrangement with Charmine, to support her and work hard with her. They would have been happily in love and become an indisputable power couple.
Most importantly, Charmine would never betray him. Never!
Charmine would follow him anywhere and everywhere since they were kids, and her eyes would sparkle whenever she saw him. Julian made a mistake–he picked the wrong girl from the start.
He swung his arm and the glass bottle was instantly shattered into pieces. The broken glass was everywhere, cutting his palm, and the sharp pain pulled him back to reality. With the thought of Charmine, he clenched his hands as his eyes darkened.
At Violet Villa, Charmine was sitting on the sofa as she used her phone. Kay. [Boss Jordan, do you want to expose the truth of your identity, along with the DNA test result? I think it‘s time.) Charmine: (Not yet. Soon. Wait for two more days. Keep a close eye on Tiffany meanwhile.] Kay: (Alright.] Just as she was about to put down her phone, a call came in. It was from an unknown number. After picking up, the person on the line said, “Hello, Ms. Jordan, this is Royal Banquet Bar. A man named Alexander Walker wants to speak to you, saying that he has to talk to you for some important clues.” Alexander Walker? Important clues? Charmine‘s eyes lit up. Was Alexander Walker emerging at last since Tiffany was ruined? She replied, “Okay, I‘ll be there soon.” After keeping her phone, she saw that Anthony and Chris were preparing dinner in the kitchen.
