Chapter 16 Charmine walked into Violet Villa with the manâs shirt still on her. She could not fight back the incident that kept looping in her mind nor calm her burning cheeks. Anthony was not the ideal man in mind, but she could not deny that his muscular physique was rather beguiling, especially those abs, so firm and hard...
All caught up in her thoughts, she never noticed a figure approaching her.
Slap!
Charmine did not see it coming. She was slapped harshly at her cheek and it began to burn.
At that moment, a few guards hidden around the perimeter wanted to step out from the shadow they were hiding in. Kay, their leader, stopped them. âWait. The boss asked us to stay out of it, and itâs best we respect that.â
âWe canât just stand here looking at Boss getting attacked? Sheâs so precious, and everyone in our organization treats her with utter respect. The person canât just hit her and not face us. Iâm going out,â
one of the guards spoke, angrily as he did.
âCalm down,â Kay assured him. âIâm not too worried. Sheâll get back at him... Just watch.â
Recovering from the shock, she looked up to see a high school boy standing in front of her. With hair dyed bright silver, he was dressed in ripped jeans with an oversized shirt, and it gave him an edgy yet cool air.
It was Robert Jordan, her eighteen-year-old brother by birth. Sadly, he was used by Tiffany and, indirectly, was corrupted by her influence. He disdainfully remembered Charmine as the adopted daughter, that all she wanted was to steal the Jordan familyâs money.
Robert glared at her as though she was a villain. âHow dare you do such a thing to Tiffany? She doesnât even hurt a fly! Why would you make up such nonsense to hurt her? Do you know that she cried herself to sleep, and yet wouldnât even let me speak to you about it?! She has such a kind heart. You?
What have you done? If it werenât for our family bringing you home, you wouldâve died a long time ago! Youâre a bastard without a soul!â
Wordlessly, Charmine wiped the blood on the corner of her lips, an ominous glint in her eyes as she did so.
Robert had his fair share in fighting people from a young age, but he had never come across such a daunting look.
His surprise lasted for a moment before he regained his composure. âListen, youâre just an adopted kid, and youâve no right to stare at me with that look of yours!â he barked. âIâll tell you something: The surveillance cameras here are all broken. Even if I kill you right here tonight, nobody would ever find out or even mourn at your death.â
Momentarily stunned, Charmine said, âWhat? The surveillance cameras are all broken?â
âOf course! Why else am I attacking you?â Robert sneered at her. âHah! Are you scared now? If I were you, Iâd return Tiffanyâs rightful final appearance and ambassador role to her before itâs too late.â
Her lips then curled into a sadistic smirk. âNo, but thank you for telling me that.â Then, she swung her leg up and powerfully kicked Robert right at his chest with her high heel.
Thump!
The solid kick sent him flying to the end of the room, where Robert quaked in pain. At least a few bones were broken.
The guards watched in disbelief. She was a real tough boss, alright. How could a kick send a 1.7 meter tall boy like Robert zipping through the air?
Her clothes fluttered as she inched closer to him. It was as though she was a victorious warrior returning from war.
Utterly startled, his eyes squinted at her as he attempted to shield his abdomen with his arm. âWh...
What are you trying to do?! Go away!â
Charmine had such astounding, seemingly polished skills that she broke his ribs with just a mere kick.
There was no way he could match her in strength.
As she stood before the cowering Robert, she eyed him balefully, âDidnât you say the cameras are all destroyed? How could I let such an opportunity pass?â
With that said, she raised her leg again and pressed the tip of her shoe onto Robertâs head and exerted force into it.