Chapter 526
She felt at peace whenever she was racing. With so many urrences that had happened this day,
Anthony’s handsome face somehow always managed to worm its way into Charmine’s headspace. A
man like him would not secretly carve out her name somewhere; he would not love her as much.
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It was even more unlikely for them to live a secluded life like the bamboo house’s owner, retiring like an
ideal couple.
Perhaps even the paper crane personally folded by Dr. Weir would not grant her wish…
Lost was Charmine in her thoughts that she did not notice the road ahead blocked by a group of
people. She had no choice but to stop her motorbike. “What happened?” she asked. “The sweetie
Annabel from our Southern Vige, she’s got rich!” answered a viger enthusiastically. “She’s found a
rich guy! Look at what car they’re driving her in. I heard every car is at least a few million! We’ve never
seen such cars in our lives!”
Charmine frowned. Annabel?
Anthony’s ex-girlfriend, Annabel Smith?
Seeing that Charmine was confused, the woman then ryed the gossip, “These men sent a lot of
precious gifts to her. They even renewed Annabel’s house and wanted to design her a different-styled
house, changing her house entirely. I heard a very handsome man saying that he wants to turn
Annabel into a celebrity and be a live-streamer or something. He wanted to make sure that she could
earn up to a few million every month! This girl’s gotten so lucky, and she even got pregnant out of
wedlock five years ago. Nobody knew where that child went! And now a rich guy chose her… Is the
man blind?”
Thatst bit assured Charmine that it was indeed Annabel Smith. She took another look at the few
luxury cars parked by the side, and although the vigers swamped the cars, it was apparent that these
cars belonged to Anthony.
Had Anthony arranged for someone to improve her living conditions, helped her get a job, and be
a celebrity?
While it was the right thing to do, Charmine still felt unusually bad and upset about it all. “There are
many things you don’t know,” said Charmine to the middle-aged woman, “so don’t make things up.”
With that, Charmine twisted the throttle and zipped away. Vigers gave way to her when they saw the
motorbike racing toward them. Charmine could make out quite a lot of luxury cars as she raced past. It
was apparent that Anthony was dealing with Annabel’s matter in a high-profile manner.
She even heard the vigers gossiping, “This woman got pregnant before marriage. How shameless!
How did she get so lucky?” “Even a woman like her can be chosen by a wealthy guy! Sigh… God is
blind!”
Every word uttered was a form of ridicule toward Annabel. One did not have to imagine how
difficult life had been for Annabel living in this vige over the years. Anthony did owe it to her, and he
should take good care of Annabel. As for Charmine, she should not get in their way; she should not
be a homewrecker. There were times that short-term pain was better than long-term agony. Some
things should be ended…
Charmine inhaled deeply, prepared to race away in a dispirited manner. It was then when her phone
rang loudly. She parked the motorbike aside and took out her phone to hear Chris crying anxiously,”
Mommy, Mommy! It’s bad! Daddy is in an ident! An excavator rammed against Daddy!” “What?”
Charmine frowned as she anxiously pressed, “Where’s he now?”.