“Just think of the consequences of offending me, Lochlan,” Olivia threatened.
She felt very terrible. It was as if her heart had been slashed by a knife.
Olivia kept wondering how Charlotte was better than her.
Not only was she from a prominent family, but she also had good looks and was very capable. She would be the public relations manager of the Warhol Corporation once she graduated. She had already led the Public Relations Department to successfully manage a few crises previously.
How am I no match for that girl without any qualifications or looks? She's just an orphan.
Olivia wiped away her tears and walked toward her car.
She raised her head. It's just Lochlan. One day, I'll make him realize how great am I.
Meanwhile, at The Peacock, Ashlyn sat beside Charlotte with a trace of happiness on her pale face. “Why are you back for the competition? How are you? How was the surgery?” she asked Charlotte.
Charlotte looked at her shyly and answered, “The first surgery was done, but I'll undergo another surgery after this.”
The reason she was there for the competition this time was all due to Joseph's encouragement.
Not only did she know how to play the cello, but she also played the piano.
If it wasn't for Joseph's support, she would not have made it.
However, Charlotte was aware that she had to overcome the challenges by herself and escape that ice-cold world.
She could not constantly be a person who relied on others. Not wanting to be a worthless person, she needed to be courageous enough to break through the cages and locks holding her back.
She had to be braver and more determined.
“Good looks are essential to everyone, regardless if you're a guy or a girl. Since recovery is possible, you should work toward that. There will be some suffering, but that's exactly why you should toughen up,” Ashlyn said while patting Charlotte's hands.
Charlotte tried very hard to convince herself. I'm the best, I'm great. I can do this.
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