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

in town—said she could

do? Host a press conference and confess her wrongdoings? What difference

public? Should she send this person her nude then?

as ruined as the first

She received another email.

have three

screenshot of a typed-out post on Weibo was

supermodel Tiffany Jordan paid for

turned pale as her hands quaked without

revealed, it would make headlines around the world, and she

prison!

this. Wait. I’ll send

bathroom,

her eye mask.

such a shameless thing,

fanboy who wanted to entertain himself with her nude

she could insist they were

dissolve this chaos. She could even gain more male fans

this choice was more bearable compared to

onto these thoughts, Tiffany bit her lips and

…

At Violet Villa…

of her computer screen on the desk, Charmine muttered

wine,

“Three, two, one.”

up in her inbox at that

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

soaked. She looked into the camera holding a cucumber, imitating that

smirked. The fish

blame Tiffany for

dressed in casual wear suddenly entered through the door of the

man stared at Charmine coldly and spoke, “Charmine,

the real