Chapter 241


    As Charmine was caught up with the obstacle at hand, her phone lit up with a text message.


    Anthony: (Just focus on receiving your awards. Let me take care of the rest.)


    Charmine’s brows furrowed at the text. Had Anthony found out about her situation?


    Just as Charmine was mulling over her situation, three more text messages popped up.


    Anthony: (If I can’t save your brother’s life, you can take my life.]


    Anthony: (Trust me.)


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    Chris: (Don’t worry, Mommy! Let Daddy and I take care of the bad guys. We’ll always support you from


    the back, solving all your problems! Remember to bring back the trophies, Momo wants to see!] 1


    Charmine felt utterly touched like never before as she read the texts she received; such kindness had


    never been shown to her even when she was a kid. It would be a lie for her to say i t did not feel good


    to have such support; it felt so good. With Anthony’s extended hand to help her out, what need was


    there for Charmine to fret? There was nothing in the world that Anthony could not solve.


    She replied to them both, (Alright.]


    With that, she remained seated on her seat, seemingly calm and unperturbed.


    Concurrently, in the hospital…


    As Joey was upied with other tasks, Tiffany turned on the television to watch Night of Glory once


    more. Half an hour ago, Kelly’s assistant contacted her and said that the n had failed. Moreover,


    Tiffany was told that unless something big was to happen during the ceremony, Charmine-in all her


    glory-would get up the stage to receive her awards.


    The stage belonged to Tiffany! She was the one supposed to go up there and shine under the spotlight,


    but instead, she was stuck in the hospital suffering in pain and ridicule. What rights did Charmine have


    to deserve the stage?!


    What she could not get, Charmine should not get it either!


    With such a thought in her mind, Tiffany bribed some men to kidnap Robert, and she waited for


    Charmine to leave the ceremony. She knew Charmine better than anyone: Although Charmine seemed


    rather aloof to her surroundings, she in fact cared a great deal for the Jordans. Otherwise, she would


    not havee back and picked on Tiffany.


    Tiffany eagerly anticipated for the moment Charmine would walk out of the ceremony. What could be


    better than to watch her being pushed down by the kidnappers off the cliff?


    With that in mind, Tiffany’s eyes were filled with anticipation and hatred. She waited and waited, yet


    Charmine did not even stand up to leave.


    How could it be? Had the kidnapping n failed?


    She texted the kidnappers: (What’s the problem? Why hasn’t she left?]


    (How do I know? The b*tch didn’t even reply. I don’t care, I’ve got the guy and sent the text. Remember


    to pay me!)


    Tiffany’s forehead tightened at the text, and she ordered: (Keep sending! Don’t stop!)


    Seated right where she was, Charmine’s phone vibrated incessantly with iing emails. One email


    notification after another restlessly lit up her phone.


    (Charmine, if you’re noting, I’ll kill him for real!)


    (Don’t you think I’m joking with you? Not a single evidence will be found once I’m done with him!)


    (Look at how deep the water is! Don’t you think your brother would be afraid?]


    [You only have fifteen minutes! I’m really going to do what I said!]


    Charmine nced at her phone, but she remained unperturbed. It puzzled her when this outburst of


    faith even bloomed, but she trusted Anthony 100 percent entirely. Furthermore, if even Anthony could


    not save Robert, what use was there for her to go? Anthony was the most resourceful man in the world!


    Meanwhile, the host on the stage announced:


    “The award we’re about to give out is 2020’s Most Popr Supermodel Award. The nominated


    supermodels are Eunice, Sofia, Charmine…”


    The host called out ten names all at once, with their close-up photos on the big screen.


    Tiffany, still on the hospital bed, red at the television with clenched fists.


    Why? Why was Charmine still there? Why had she not left? Was she not worried about her brother? If


    she was to watch Charmine receiving an award on this grand stage, she might as well die of frustration!


    Meanwhile, the host announced, “2020’s Most Popr Supermodel Award goes to…Charmine


    Jordan!”


    With that, two words-Charmine Jordan – appeared on the big screen along with a loud uproar and


    apuse that echoed in the venue. The spotlight and camera turned and focused o n Charmine.