Chapter 54
Many Twitter users tweeted as such:
[I‘m wrong to have misjudged you. Please accept my apology!]
(Boss Jordan, are you looking for a sister? I wanna be your sister!)
(I can be your stepmom.)
[I don‘t have to be your relative. I‘ll carry your shoes and follow you around. You don‘t have to pay me either; just toss m e some unwanted diamonds.]
Charmine languidly lied on her sofa, seemingly unperturbed a s she read the financial segment in the newspaper. A big bottle of Coke was placed on the coffee table in front of her, with a long straw extended to her mouth.
“Everyone is flattering you on Twitter, hoping you‘d write a few words to them,” Eric began. “Do you want to post anything?”
“Twitter? Oh, right.” Charmine took a long sip before she picked up her phone and posted a tweet.
Out of curiosity, Eric clicked onto her page. In an instant, his face stiffened. A line of words sat quietly on Charmine‘s page: – (Julian Cabell, have you eaten sh*t yet?)
‘Have you eaten sh*t yet...‘
Instead of taking this opportunity to befriend her supporters, she posted...this?! How badly did she want Julian to eat sh*t anyway? Alas, Charmine was just being Charmine; one should not count on her too much.
Eric changed the subject and said, “Jordan Senior called in earlier, asking you to go home. What do you think?”
“How could I say no to such an interesting drama?” Charmine smirked.
At the Jordan Mansion, members of the family gathered in the living room.
Senior Drake Jordan slammed his hands on the table and roared, “Amelia Jordan, how could you do such a thing?!”
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