Chapter 237 She glowered at Charmineâs retreating form. âCharmine, youâre ab*tch! Stand there! If you keep walking, Iâll sue you! You made the mastiff attack me, made me fall into the sewage tank, and deliberately hurt me! Iâll make sure you end up in jail!â
Charmine then stopped dead in her tracks as she fished out her phone and started typing.
Kelly looked at her, her face less furious as she continued to threaten her, âWhat, are you afraid now? Starting to call for help? Iâll tell you what: Call someone for help right now, or Iâll sue you!â
âBy all means, go ahead! It can even make the headline! Still, such a great video clip wonât have anywhere to be posted. Itâd be a pity, donât you think?â Charmine said calmly as she showed her screen to Kelly.
Instantly, Kelly saw herself inside the sewage tank: The disgusting sewage up to her neck and chin; her hands gripped onto the metal bar tightly; her face and head tainted with sewage. Worse still, she was growling at Charmine with a hideous expression!
Utterly livid, the red-faced Kelly roared, âDelete that now! Delete that!â
âItâd be a pity if I delete this, donât you think? Didnât you say you want to sue me? Thereâs no camera in here, and this clip might as well be the only evidence of you falling into the sewage tank. What do you say? Would your fans sympathize with you or mock you after seeing this clip?â Charmine asked in a calm and unperturbed tone.
Kelly nearly threw up blood out of anger. Charmine was threatening her back, and the clip was her ammo!
She gritted her teeth and sneered, âCharmine Jordan, how can you be so evil?! Youâre a wicked pervert! Pervert! Believe it or not-argh!â
Before she could finish her sentence, her body jolted and sank deeper into the sewage, and a mouthful of sewage went into her mouth. She could no longer hold on as she grew tired. âKelly Milan, you have five seconds to decide,â Charmine ordered from above. âIf you come clean to me, I can save you. If you remain unreasonable... Well!â
With that, she opened the timer on her phone. The timer counted down: Five, four, three...
âCharmine! You bastard! Iâve never seen a woman as evil as you! Youâ
The timer rang. It was the end of the countdown.
Wordlessly, Charmine turned to leave. Her form looked determined, much like an arrogant queen as April carried the tail of her gown.
Kellyâs arms were running out of strength, and she would surely sink within a minute. She called out in fear, âIâll tell you! Iâll tell you everything! It was Tiffany! It was Tiffany who told me to use the mastiff against you! The mastiff is always seen near my office!
âMany departments have been trying to take it down, but itâs too strong! After Tiffany wrote a letter to me about it, I went to get the medicine powder that would attract the mastiff. I only did this because you keep getting in my way!â
It did not matter. Kelly could still kill Charmine in the future!
Charmine frowned; it was Tiffany again! Still up to her malicious ways, even as she laid in the hospital.
Kellyâs body sank down deeper, and she accidentally swallowed another mouthful of sewage water.
Charmine picked up an abandoned rope on the side and tossed it at her. âHold it yourself,â she scoffed.
âIâve no strength...â Kelly intended to ask Charmine for another way, but before she could finish her sentence, she picked up Charmineâs cold stare. She knew how Charmine was like; Kelly would surely be abandoned if she kept complaining.
Therefore, she had no choice but to use up all of her remaining strength to hold on tight to the rope. Charmine took a few steps backward, but just as April was about to go forward and give her a hand, Charmine used her own grip strength to pull Kelly up from the tank.
Aprilâs eyes widened into saucers. How could a skinny woman like Charmine house such immense grip strength?
A woman like her merely used one hand to pull Kelly up without breaking a sweat! It was a two -meter deep pit! Where did her strength come from?!