Chapter 415
Chapter 415 At Royal Banquet Bar, inside a private room... The room was pitch ck with no lights,
and Julian sat on the floor as wine bottles stood on the table in front of him. He drank one after another,
amassing wine bottles around him. With bloodshot eyes, the aura he emitted was cold and distant, and
with every mouthful of wine, he recalled memories of a much younger Tiffany. He remembered how–as
he firstid eyes on her in the Jordan mansion–he told himself that Tiffany was the Snow White from a
fairy tale, and he wanted to be her Prince.
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He was, much to his chagrin back then, paired with the ugly and rough–looking Charmine due to the
Cabells‘ and Jordans‘ arrangement. Despite his distaste of Charmine, he kept his mouth should and
pretended to go along with it as he had no right to speak up or object.
Gradually, he and Tiffany secretly started their rtionship–he had always loved and cherished her.
Even when he found out that Tiffany was not actually blood–rted to the Jordans, he did not look
down on her. In fact, he was worried for her, worried that she would not be able to survive with the
Jordans. He thus taught her to manipte Charmine and Robert to slowly steal their shares. It all
seemed as if he was the one teaching her, but as Julian revisited these memories, Tiffany would have
done everything herself but pretended to be unwilling. Julian had always thought she was kind, pure,
and innocent. He never would have thought she would be so calctive! Thinking of the investigation
result, he took another mouthful of the wine. Yes, Tiffany was indeed drugged, but she was drugged by
herself! She set up an appointment with Anthony, wanting to sleep with him but failed. Charmine sent
Julian a text that day, trying to give him and Tiffany a chance, but he asked Oliver to go instead
If Tiffany‘s n went ording to n, she would have slept with Anthony and dumped him! He
always thought of Tiffany as the Snow White, but the truth was that she secretly wanted to sleep with
Anthony and then dump him! Another mouthful of wine. The pile of empty bottles around was as tall as
a hill. The drunker he was, the clearer his thoughts became. Charmine‘s face slowly surfaced among
his thoughts. Had she been free from Tiffany‘s maniption for 18 years, she would have turned out
just as amazing. Charmine had never done anything wrong; even the incident from five years ago was
set up by Tiffany. If... If Julian could go back in time, he would dly ept the marriage arrangement
with Charmine, to support her and work hard with her. They would have been happily in love and
be an indisputable power couple.
Most importantly, Charmine would never betray him. Never!
Charmine would follow him anywhere and everywhere since they were kids, and her eyes would
sparkle whenever she saw him. Julian made a mistake–he picked the wrong girl from the start.
He swung his arm and the ss bottle was instantly shattered into pieces. The broken ss was
everywhere, cutting his palm, and the sharp pain pulled him back to reality. With the thought of
Charmine, he clenched his hands as his eyes darkened.
At Violet Vi, Charmine was sitting on the sofa as she used her phone. Kay. [Boss Jordan, do you
want to expose the truth of your identity, along with the DNA test result? I think it‘s time.) Charmine:
(Not yet. Soon. Wait for two more days. Keep a close eye on Tiffany meanwhile.] Kay: (Alright.] Just as
she was about to put down her phone, a call came in. It was from an unknown number. After picking
up, the person on the line said, “Hello, Ms. Jordan, this is Royal Banquet Bar. A man named Alexander
Walker wants to speak to you, saying that he has to talk to you for some important clues.” Alexander
Walker? Important clues? Charmine‘s eyes lit up. Was Alexander Walker emerging atst since Tiffany
was ruined? She replied, “Okay, I‘ll be there soon.” After keeping her phone, she saw that Anthony and
Chris were preparing dinner in the kitchen.