Chapter 157 As Julian spoke, there was an obvious threat underlying in his words.
Still, Charmine was unperturbed. âTesting patience? So are you. Iâve restrained myself from punching you for the last sixty seconds. Are you sure you want to keep talking to me?â With that, she swung his hand away and cracked her knuckles impatiently.
She then warned, âInstead of yapping nonsense here, why donât you go and visit your Tiffany? Sheâs kneeling in the prayer hall now. Do you think a weak and useless body like hers can endure it?â
Julianâs eyes narrowed. The reason he came here was that Tiffany texted him. Tiffany wrote him words that depicted heartache and pain, so Julian came to speak up for her. At first, he thought the family liked her very much and would never punish her, but he did not expect them to deliver such harshness...
âOf course Iâll visit her later, but you have to reconsider being with Anthony. It wonât end well.â With that, he turned and left.
Charmine merely scoffed, but there was a twinkle in her eye as she watched his retreating form. Since she had already made Tiffany lose most of her patience, why not push it further and make her pay harder?
As Julian walked away, he sent a text to Tiffany out of concern.
[What happened? Why did they punish you to kneel at the prayer hall? Was it because of Veronica? You have to tell me everything so I can help you out.
Tiffany replied instantly.
[Yes. Charmine used some cleverly twisted photos to defame me. She successfully convinced everyone! Julian darling, you have to help me! You know me well, and you know that other than the incident five years ago, Iâve never hurt her before. All these times, Iâve been helping you while trying to rebuild my relationship with Charmine. I always looked forward to Charmine getting back with you, and weâd then discuss what to do after you got hold of the share and diamond mine. Why would I do such a thing to ruin our plan?
Julian recalled how Tiffany invited Charmine to the Guci shooting with her and how she was willing to become a prop for her, so it was no surprise when Julian believed Tiffanyâs every word.
He tried to comfort her as he replied, Donât overthink it. Iâll speak to Grandpa, then Iâll come find you.
Tiffany was kneeling on the floor in the prayer hall as she read Julianâs text. Her lips curled u slightly. Under Julianâs influence, the old man would give in soon enough since Julian was no run-off-the-mill man. She would be able to get out of this stupid prayer hall in no time. She did not feel well kneeling here. Although there was a cushion below her knees, they still murt!
Whenever someone would pass, she could clearly hear them saying, âShush, be quiet! Tiffany is kneeling inside.â
âI canât believe sheâs so evil and cruel! This is so unbelievable!â
âYou canât judge a book by its cover.â
She clenched her fists tightly. What a bunch of useless maids! Why did they have to mock her? Once she was out, she would make sure they get taught respect.
Unexpectedly, the door opened. As she thought it was Julian who finally came for her, she turned around excitedly... Only to be met with disappointment when it was Charmine instead.