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 me some unwanted diamonds.] … Charmine languidly lied on her sofa, seemingly unperturbed as 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