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

the best resources in town—said she could not help, anyone else would be

a press conference and confess her

going public? Should she send

ruined as the first

She received another email.

three more

email, a screenshot of a typed-out post on

Jordan paid for

her hands quaked without

this was to be revealed, it would make headlines around the world,

prison!

Wait. I’ll

run into her bathroom, she even picked up the

her eye mask.

did not want to do such a shameless thing, she had no other choice.

most likely some crazy fanboy who wanted to entertain

she could insist they were photoshopped by

could even gain more

was more bearable compared to

these thoughts, Tiffany bit her lips and

…

At Violet Villa…

on the desk, Charmine muttered quietly as

wine,

“Three, two, one.”

up in her

it. Under the shower head was Tiffany

soaked. She looked into the camera holding a

fish took

Nobody could blame Tiffany for choosing this option, however

a man dressed in casual wear suddenly entered

deadpan look, the man stared at Charmine coldly and spoke, “Charmine,

don’t forget the real reason