Chapter 12

Chris Bailey pulled on Anthony Bailey’s sleeves. “Daddy, Daddy, help Mommy! Someone is bullying

Mommy!” he whined.

With a passive expression, Anthony reached for his phone, searched for a contact, and dialed it. Once

the person answered, he spoke, “Charmine is mine, people.”

In the hall, the person-in-charge looked at his phone dubiously before he looked at Charmine who was

currently held back by the security. He was scared to death with what he had just heard. Goodness…

This woman was Anthony Bailey’s people?

“Stop it. Stop! Don’t hurt this lady here!” he shrieked as though downright fearing for his life.

What just happened?

The securities were befuddled while the crowd went quiet in disbelief. Was she not unwanted? What

changed his mind?

The person-in-charge walked up to Charmine in an instant and bowed to her. “You must be Miss

Jordan. You said you needed one minute, right? Please, take all the time you need,” he sputtered, and

rather respectfully at that. “Here at Chanel, we’ve always strived to be fair and just. If you’re willing to

give it a try, we welcome you wholeheartedly.”

Charmine frowned; his attitude changed at the speed of a reader flipping her book. Who was on the

line of his call?

when she felt a peculiar gaze glued on

a glass door on the second

It was Anthony Bailey.

Anthony’s lips curled into a grin—that he

up at him. Chris, on the other

was startled. Why would Anthony help her? The kid was acting

him off yesterday, so

fallen for her?

with a frown. Women would usually throw themselves

chance, but why was

trembled in fear as he quickly added, “Miss

us to

toward the stage, confident

of this second, was

Of course, the crowd had no clue what

and her ignorance to

was perceived as the toad wanting to eat the meat of

like her.

the designer did not understand what the person-in-charge was doing. How could he give

It would be a disgrace if this woman

my design. If the panel decides to

the designer

lights in the

of darkness, a light green spotlight appeared as

sat on the stage as she

hand supporting her chin. The delicateness of her facial features was displayed in

as though she was resting

into a retro-like

elegance from being emitted. On the

mystifying fey with an aura of coldness

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