Chapter 558 Charmine walked toward the door hastily and opened it.
Senior Jordan asked suspiciously, âCharmine, what took you so long to open the door? I thought you had fallen asleep.â
âI was washing my face and just finished my skincare routine,â lied Charmine as she walked to the table and pulled out a single sofa for Senior Jordan. She changed the topic as she spoke, âWhat brought you here, Grandpa? Is something up?â
âHmm... Yes, thereâs something.â Senior Jordan sat down on the single sofa and gazed into her eyes, concerned. âI heard from the Special Team about your performance today. Youâve impressed them all, and they genuinely like you, but Iâm concerned about you!
âYou mustâve been tired from preparing so much information. As for the designs... When did you learn all that? You mustâve been through a lot over the past five years, no? You mustâve been working so hard.â
His tone was full of concern and care.
Charmineâs expression softened. After she came back for so long, Senior Jordan was the first person who ever asked her such questions.
She smiled. âItâs nothing much, as long as Iâm back now.â i As long as she could come back to Senior Jordan, as long as she could make Tiffany pay, it did not matter how much pain she had been through. i Senior Jordan sighed. âCharmine, youâre too head-strong, and you worry me. Not only me, but your Uncle Weir is very worried as well. He called me tonight, and we had a long chat. We both donât want you to be so tired.â
Charmineâs eyelids twitched. What did that mean?
Why did she feel so disconcerted?
Senior Jordan continued, âYour Uncle Weir is a well-known expert and has been in touch with many amazing individuals. He had prepared for a long list with names of the most amazing men in the country. Have a look: there are so many names in here!
There must be one that you like.â
As he spoke, Senior Jordan handed the document to Charmine.
Charmineâs lips twitched. Senior Jordan came in at this hour to make her pick a date...and forced her to get married...?
It was then Charmine felt it, a sharp, stinging gaze from behind. It made her back sweat coldly.
Anthony was still inside the wardrobe. If he found out that she was about to pick a date...
She hastily rejected, not even accepting the document. âGrandpa, Iâm still young. Iâm only twenty-three! Iâm not in a hurry. Also, now that the Jordan Group needs more attention, Iâll fix the company beforeââ
âExactly! Since the Jordan Group needs more attention, thatâs why I hope you can get married sooner so a man can take care of you, help you,â intervened Senior Jordan, insisting Charmine hold the document. âJust have a look at the list. This is a wish from Uncle Weir, the men he picked are good. Itâs okay if you donât find anyone you fancy, we wonât force you. Just tell us which type of men you like, and weâll arrange everything for you.â
Charmine, left without much of a choice, grabbed the document reluctantly.
Since Senior Jordan proposed it to her, it would be rather rude if she did not have a look at the name list...
Facing the pressure on her, she simply flipped it through.
All she could see was a tall stack of papers of at least a hundred pages. From well-known entrepreneurs to medical professors, influencers to superstars, it was an album of men! i Attached with their photos, every paper had a detailed introduction of the manâs personality, hobbies, height, skills, profession.
Every one of them was downright handsome. They were those that would stand out from the others.
Charmine was about to flip through and put it away when her eyes landed on the final page.
It was Anthony Bailey!
Why was he the last, and why was there a large cross over his profile as though he was singled out?
Just as Charmine was about to ask, the pressure on her back increased, so strong that it almost made her out of breath.
Anthony stared heatedly at her.
The position of the wardrobe Anthony was in was facing the sofa where Charmine and Senior Jordan were sitting on. Through the small gap of the wardrobe door, he was able to see what was happening outside.
What was Charmine doing, looking at that last page so long?
Was she actually going on a date?
That was it; he had been too easy on her!