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Chapter 1304
Chapter 1304
Chapter 1304
Chapter 1304 Arrival Of Joseph
Andrea had already planned everything, down to the headlines she would use when Charlotte failed to qualify at the International Glalie Award.
With each thought, Andrea felt a growing sense of satisfaction.
She couldn't believe that a little troublemaker like Charlotte would dare to show off in front of her. Did she think the Taylor family was something to be trifled with?
Inside Charlotte's head, a chaotic storm raged, and she felt an overwhelming urge to escape.
No, she couldn't do it. She was certain she couldn't...
She stumbled out of the Piano Association half an hour later, with Winona following closely behind.
Winona's meticulously made-up face bore a mocking expression. “Ms. Lynch, what's with that look on your face? It's as if you've suffered a great blow. Oh, let me kindly remind you, it's about to snow. You better hurry back.”
The sky was dark and overcast, and it did indeed look like snow was imminent. A cold wind whistled through the air, sending shivers down her spine.
Charlotte's face turned pale, and she felt an unbearable heaviness in her chest, almost as if she couldn't catch her breath.
“Why are you ignoring me? You're being way too rude. Do you really think you're all that just because you're entering the International Glalie Award?” Irked, Winona gave Charlotte a push.
The girl fell to the ground, caught off guard. Her hand scraped against the pavement, and a small, involuntary hiss of pain escaped her lips.
She looked at her injured hand, where the broken skin was oozing blood, and bit her lip.
Anger welled up in her eyes as she glared at Winona. “Why did you push me?”
Winona looked down at her with an air of superiority. “You tripped on your own, and now you're trying to blame me?”
Charlotte clenched her teeth in frustration. “You—”
“Lottie!” Just then, a car pulled up in front of the association building, and a tall man stepped out. He quickly walked over to Charlotte and helped her to her feet.
“Are you okay?”
Joseph embraced her. Her head naturally fitted into the curve of his neck, their breaths intermingling lightly, like feathers brushing against each other.
His deep, unreadable eyes flashed with a hint of anger upon seeing Charlotte's bleeding hand.
“I'm fine. Let's go,” Charlotte whispered.
Why had Joseph come? She didn't want him getting involved in a conflict between her and Winona.
“Your hand is bleeding. How can you say you're fine?” Joseph stood before Winona like an imposing wall, towering over her by nearly a head. He glared at her with unreserved anger. “Ms. Taylor, the next time you bully someone, I hope you'll choose your target more carefully.”
Winona felt a bit uneasy. She suppressed her inner anger and retorted, “You're really trying to play the victim here?”
Last night, she overheard Andrea and Charlotte's father talking. The Taylor family had deep roots, and even if James got promoted, they weren't afraid.
That was why Andrea had humiliated Charlotte earlier. With her mother's support, she now wanted to humiliate Charlotte too.
She harbored a strong resentment toward anyone associated with Ashlyn, recalling the time when Ashlyn and Lucas had humiliated her at the mall.
Inside this office building, which housed not only the Piano Association but also many other white-collar businesses, there was a constant stream of people passing by.
In no time, they had attracted a crowd of onlookers.
Charlotte's complexion turned even worse. She was already in a bad mood, and now, being surrounded by people for such a trivial matter, she couldn't help but shrink into Joseph's embrace. “Joseph, let's go back,” she said.
Joseph, feeling irritated, glared at Winona. His darling, whom he protected every day, had been humiliated and bullied by such a despicable woman. She was testing his limits.
He grabbed Winona's neck firmly, his palm tightening. “I warn you, if you ever bully her again, you'll regret it!”
“You!” Winona's face turned bright red, and she couldn't help but struggle. But at that moment, Joseph swung his hand, sending her sprawling to the ground.