Chapter 60


    “Oh… That’s right. Julian darling, Grandpa already transferred fifteen percent of the share to Charmine.


    I’m afraid I can’t help you take the shares anymore.”


    Julian frowned. Already? So soon?


    Five years ago, the Cabell and Jordan families forced Julian to marry the ugly and inelegant Charmine.


    Though he hated Charmine for that, he had always wanted to get all the Jordan family shares and own


    their business. He thought that he could get hold of her share if he were to follow through with their


    marriage arrangement.


    Once Tiffany noticed the worried expression on his face, she gently warned, “Julian darling, I think


    Charmine still loves you. Think about it: Why is she still single even though she’s this Diamond Boss


    now?


    “Also, all her tweets are about you, even though she has so many followers. Perhaps she might be


    trying to get your attention?


    “If we resume the n we had five years ago, which was to make her fall all over for you, it’s likely that


    she’ll transfer you her family share and the diamond mine!”


    Julian’s eyes darkened; Tiffany was right. If he could get Charmine to marry him, the shares and the


    diamond mine would belong to him. He could then coordinate with Tiffany to


    get hold of the rest of the family share, and both of them could take over the entire Jordan family


    business!


    He looked at Tiffany in awe. “Tiffany, you’re so smart! Are you sure you’re okay with me getting married


    to her?”


    Julian and Tiffany already had permission from Grandpa, and once they got hold of the engagement


    token, they could get married.


    Tiffany answered with a soft, understanding voice, “Julian darling, of course I’ll miss you, but I also


    believe we’ll have our happy-ever-after once we get past the pain of this. I trust that you won’t fall for


    her.”


    Even if he did fall for Charmine, Tiffany would have ways to kill her. Tiffany would make sure everything


    went ording to her n.


    She continued, “Once you marry Charmine, you’ll get a hold of her diamond mine in addition to the


    family shares we get. You’ll be the richest in Burlington by then. I’d do anything for you, even if


    that means not being able to be with you for a while,” she muttered as she cuddled in his arms.


    Julian felt a warm feeling spread throughout his entire being. H e felt so lucky to have found such an


    understanding fiancé.


    “Don’t worry, Tiffany. I won’t disappoint you,” he promised with a sincere look.


    The sky was getting darker. Charmine had been chatting with her grandfather for quite a while now, but


    she still had not figured out what he was trying to hide from her. It was not until Drake had fallen asleep


    when she finally left the mansion. As she walked toward her motorbike, a shiny ck Rolls-Royce


    pulled over right next to her.


    The window rolled down, revealing Julian in the backseat. He was dressed in a white customized suit,


    his face handsome and elegant like a true gent.


    He looked at Charmine and said, “Get in the car. I’ll send you home.”


    His tone sounded like amand, as though he was doing her a favor.


    Charmine merely stared at him indifferently “You, send me? You? You think too highly of yourself.” With


    that, she rolled her eyes and swung her long leg over her motorbike.


    Julian was stunned at this behavior. Why did this girl who used to tag after him wherever he went—


    talked to him with such an arrogant tone? It sounded like she was looking down o n him, too. Though


    he was furious, he quickly reminded himself of the n. 1


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    He opened the door and went down. “Charmine, perhaps we could talk?”


    “Talk? Is it about when you’re going to eat sh*t?” Charmine


    scoffed and started her motorbike. 1


    When he noted that she was actually leaving, Julian ran in front of the bike to stop her. “Charmine,


    can’t you talk to me? I know you’re still mad at me for what I did five years ago, but it’d been so long.


    Why are you still mad? Can’t we sit down and have a civil conversation? Why do you have to be so


    narrow -minded?”


    “Me? Narrow-minded? Hah!” Charmineughed mockingly.“ You’re right, I’m narrow-mind. Whoever


    hurt me, I’ll run over him.” With that, she stepped on the elerator and drove right toward Julian.


    The motorbike was moving at the speed of a tiger, and it zipped in the direction where Julian was


    standing.