Chapter 69 Charmineâs eyes swept across the assistant standing at the door before responding to Tiffany, âThereâs nothing wrong with clam chowder, but... This clam chowder isnât for you.â Charmine eyed Tiffany condescendingly before she turned to the assistant and asked, âSince youâre here, why are you still standing there?â
The assistant instantly hurried over to Charmineâs side and placed the clam chowder in front of her. âMs.
Charmine, please enjoy this dish,â came his curt response. âOur chairman stayed by the stove for three hours just to make this clam chowder for you.â 1 Tiffany was dumbfounded; the clam chowder was not for her but for Charmine instead! Charmine was just a newbie, yet she already had a chairman preparing clam chowder for her personally? That was maddening. Extremely maddening!
Everyone in the room began to point and sneer at Tiffany while they eyed Charmine with admiration.
Charmine received the dish and sampled the clam chowder rather elegantly.
The moment she tasted it, her taste buds were greeted with the fresh, perfectly seasoned flavor of the clams.
It was not oily and was utterly delectable. She could not believe that Anthonyâthe big-shot âmachoâ manâ
could make such a great dish. 2 Tiffany watched as Charmine enjoyed the dish, and she wallowed in jealousy. The clam chowder doubled as a slap in the face for Tiffany, and she refrained from letting the anger and embarrassment show on her face. âCharmine, my sister, did you just accept food from a stranger without first checking their identity?â she asked in an attempt to mask her emotions. âYou must know that all men have evil intentions.
âAccepting his food means that you accept his courtship. From now on, you wonât be able to get rid of him. If you really wanted to eat something, you could have Veronica or Ronnie get it for you. No matter what you want to eat, theyâll be able to buy it for you. Why did you have to accept food from a stranger?â Tiffanyâs words seem to carry the tone of an elder sister trying to look out for her younger sibling; it was filled with care and concern. 2 Charmine then bitterly smirked at Tiffany as she replied, âOh, really? Can they really get me anything that I want to eat? In that case, can you get them to buy me an ice cream from La Dolce?â
The concern on Tiffanyâs face instantly disappeared.
La Dolce was an internet sensation and a famous restaurant in Burlington city. The people queuing at the restaurant could be as much as a few hundred each day. People would have to queue at least a couple of hours to even buy a n ice cream.
When Tiffany did not reply right away, Charmine cocked her brows and added, â Why arenât you speaking? You seemed really serious when you spoke before. Unless... You only said all those things for the people around us to hear?â 1 Tiffanyâs face blushed into a deep shade of purple as she felt the questioning gazes from the onlookers. She focused on keeping her calm and smiled weakly. âOf course not! Since thatâs what my sister wants to eat, Iâll make sure you get it. Ronnie, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and get it.â
âYes, Miss.â Little Ronnie, who was in the middle of massaging Tiffanyâs shoulders, pursed her lips and left swiftly.
`Itâs a scorching hot day. They mustâve wanted me dead by standing in a queue for several hours. This cunning Charmine is too good at ruining peopleâs lives,â Ronnie fumed to herself. 1 â¢â¢â¢
After Ronnie left, Tiffany thought about business and turned around to face Charmine again to say, âSister Charmine, since youâve eaten the clam chowder, wouldnât it be better for you to ask about this chairmanâs background and credentials? You should express your gratitude, at the very least. Itâs only proper t o do so.â This mysterious chairman had already helped Charmine avoid humiliation twice now. She needed to figure out who this person was!
Charmineâs lips curled into an attractive smile. âIf it were you, youâd definitely need t o thank him. For me, however, thereâs no such need...â Charmineâs gaze landed on the assistant and she continued in a low voice, â After all, heâs the assistant of Prince Simon Gray. As Prince Simon Gray is my subordinate, I donât need to thank the subordinate of my subordinate.â
Her tone was haughty and arrogant.
Charmine was lying, but she did it for Anthonyâs sake.
If Tiffany discovered it was him all along, she would definitely latch onto him and never let him go.
Tiffanyâs gaze turned icy as she turned to look at the assistant with an incredulous expression. âYouâre Prince Simon Grayâs assistant?â