Warning: My Mommy Is A Savage! By Seeking A Peaceful

Chapter 8

Fists clenched tight, Tiffany called her manager, Veronica Ramos right away.

“Find out who sent me the anonymous email in the next five minutes. I want his information,” ordered

Tiffany.

Tiffany believed she could blackmail this person into conceding defeat once she obtained their

information. Nobody could ever walk over her.

Alas…

Five minutes later, Veronica called her again, but she came without good news.

“Tiffany, I’m sorry. I found the best hacker in town and used up all my connections and resources, but

we still couldn’t break in the sender’s IP address.”

“How is this possible? I thought we had the best team?!” Tiffany’s fear had gotten the best of her as

her voice raised a few octaves. “Now we can’t even break into an anonymous IP?!”

She was the most celebrated supermodel in the world, armed with the finest of resources and best

connections. There was no way such a thing could happen to her.

“The hacker has skills we can’t compete against. We don’t know their identity, and even the best

hacker in our team couldn’t break his IP. Tiffany, perhaps you could come up with other plans to keep

him silenced. If this goes public, your reputation will be completely ruined,” Veronica tried to reason

with her, and a sigh escaped her lips soon after.

Tiffany fell onto her bed in disbelief. Veronica was her manager and assistant. If she—a person who

town—said she could not help, anyone else

press conference and confess her wrongdoings? What difference

screenshots going public? Should she send this person her nude then?

as ruined as

She received another email.

three

a screenshot of a typed-out post on Weibo was

famous supermodel Tiffany Jordan paid for her sister’s

her

be revealed, it would make headlines around the world, and she would likely end

prison!

send this. Wait. I’ll send you nude

to run into her bathroom, she even picked up the cucumber

her eye mask.

she did not want to do such a

most likely some crazy fanboy who wanted to

even if her nude got circulated, she could insist they were photoshopped by others and

dissolve this chaos. She could even

more

these thoughts, Tiffany bit her lips

…

At Violet Villa…

in front of her computer screen on the desk, Charmine muttered quietly

wine,

“Three, two, one.”

showed up in her inbox

Tiffany’s photo attached to it. Under the shower head

into the camera holding a cucumber, imitating

smirked. The fish

for choosing this

then when a man dressed in casual wear suddenly entered through the door

man stared at Charmine coldly and spoke, “Charmine, you might

but don’t forget the real reason why