fanqie novel
Chapter 41
Chapter 41
As she raised his chin with her fair and elegant finger,
she questioned, ” Anthony, do I look like someone
who’d sell their body to solve the problem?”
Anthony frowned. What did she mean by ‘ sell their
body to solve the problem’? Marrying him was the
ultimate dream of countless women. How was that
selling her body? The finger on his chin was rather
cold, though there was a faint and unique scent to it.
His lips curled upward. “If Miss Jordan insists on
‘selling her body’ first, I wouldn’t mind.” His large
palm grabbed onto her small and delicate hand. At
that moment, they felt a strange electric sensation
that ran through their shock-frozen bodies.
Charmine was the first to snap out of the trance and
pulled her hand away. “You wish! I’m afraid you can’t
afford a body like mine!” She dusted her hand and
left the dining table, her arrogant figure moved with
an unrelenting spirit.
Anthony frowned but did not press on the matter.
She returned to Chris’ room; the boy would be
sleeping in her room tonight, after all.
Alas, she could not fall asleep. At bed, she turned on
the silent mode of her phone. Once she logged into
her Twitter account, she read the numerous
criticisms hurled a t her way. She then posted,
[That’s all you’ve got? Not even enough for me to use
in my dish.]
With that, she attached the photo of the red bright
prawns she made earlier.
The fans had been waiting for her reply; everyone
thought she was hiding and crying somewhere in a
corner. Who would have known that she merely
carried on with her life and even cooked herself some
prawns. What a shameless thick-faced sl*t!
When Kay and the men saw her clapback, they
commented:
[Boss Jordan is so bold!]
[The ignorants should get their facts right before
judging.]
[Boss Jordan, I support you! Can I get the next batch
first?]
A bunch of weird replies appeared in the comment
area, but they were quickly submerged due to the
hundreds and thousands of comments coming in
every minute.
Amelia nearly threw her phone in anger when she
saw Charmine’s post. All this while, she thought she
was embarrassed o f the accusations, but she was still
so bold! How was that temperament still sticking up?
No way! She had to think of ways to diminish her
completely.
Amelia’s phone then rang at that moment “Amelia,
good news! Great news!” Zoey blurted excitedly on
the other end. “According to a secret informant, Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Diamond Prince has arrived i n Burlington today and
will stay at Walton Grand Hotel. We even found out
his room number. It’s 8801, Presidential Suite!”
“Really? Are you sure?” Amelia asked as she struggled
to believe what she heard.
“Yes, the source is a hundred percent reliable,” Zoey
quickly assured her. “I’ve double checked myself, and
it’s real.”
“Alright. Set it up for me, tonight!”
If she could meet up with Diamond Prince tonight,
persuade him to blame everything onto Charmine,
and claim that it was Charmine who seduced him in
the first place, then Charmine would be completely
ruined. Completely ruined!
With that in mind, she excitedly put on a new dress
and rushed over to Walton Grand Hotel.
At Walton Grand Hotel, Presidential Suite Room
8801…
A rather good-looking and prince-like man was
watching the news. Suddenly, his doorbell rang.
“Good evening, Sir. I’m here for your room service.”