Chapter 1112 The night sky watched as Charmine and the girl were falling into the river.
Charmine could only hear the sound of the wind and shrieks.
Free-falling from a few meters tall, the cold wind blustered against her skin that made it feel like her skin was cracking.
Everything happened too suddenly; Charmine had no chance to get back up.
Despite it all, Charmine knew they would not die as it was a river beneath them.
She held the girl close to her to prevent the girl from being washed away by the river current.
The girl was taken aback.
She wanted to drag Charmine down to die with her, yet Charmine still wanted to protect her?
Was Charmine not the kind of person she thought she was?
Charmine was ready to dive into the river, mentally prepared for the bonechilling water but never expecting to fall onto a soft cushion instead.
It was so soft that it did not feel like water, despite the dizziness she felt after the plunge.
Before she could make sense of everything, a group of men came toward them.
The bodyguards efficiently grabbed the girl and handcuffed her.
Anthony walked toward Charmine and lifted her into his arms from the cushion. 1 His eyes scanned Charmineâs body anxiously, and it was only after he was sure she was safe that he sighed in relief.
He was already uneasy when he saw Charmine approaching the girl.
To avoid an accident from happening, he effectively called the surrounding boats to prepare the life-saving cushion.
If he did not prepare in advance, perhaps Charmine would have...
As the thought haunted him, anger flared in Anthony's chest as he glared at the girl coldly. "She intentionally hurt a person. Send her to the police station!"
His words were apathetic and emotionless.
The bodyguards moved forward into another boat to drag the girl away.
Charmine, however, grabbed Anthony's arm. "Wait. Let's keep her." "No!" Anthony snapped; he had no intention of negotiating.
This girl pulled Charmine to jump down with her. She was with ill intent!
Free from her light-headedness, she freed herself from Anthony's arms. She stood on the deck and said to Anthony, "I think I want to clear up some things."
As she spoke, she looked at the girl and asked, "You said it's all my fault earlier. What did you mean by that?â "I'm not telling you!
Donât pretend to be a nice person! Iâll go to the police station, and I don't need your help! I'm not scared!"
The girl was so agitated that she did not want to speak to Charmine.
Charmine frowned. "You need to give me a reason. If it's my fault, I can fix it for you-" 1 "No thanks! I'd rather go to the police station! Send me there!" barked the girl at the bodyguards.
Seeing that she had a terrible attitude, Anthony coldly ordered, "Take her away! No need to go so easy on her!" 1 The bodyguards pulled the girl away.
Charmine frowned. "Bringing her away like this won't fix the problem." "Don't worry. Give her some bitterness, and sheâll learn,â
Anthony comforted her.
It was obvious with the way he spoke, however, that he wanted to teach the girl a lesson.
Charmine had doubts about it. After all, that was a girl.
However, this girlâs attitude was strange. If Anthony's people could fix it...
"Be careful," she reminded him, "she's still young." "And you?"
Anthony's eyes were transfixed on Charmine as his large hand with defined knuckles lifted her face by her chin.
Charmine frowned, confused at his question.
What about her?
"You're young too, Mrs. Bailey. I hope you take care of yourself; you have a husband and a family. You need to stay safe!"