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

resources in town—said she could not

conference and confess

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

just as ruined as the

She received another email.

have three more

email, a screenshot of a typed-out post on Weibo was attached. The

Jordan paid

as her hands quaked without

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

prison!

Wait. I’ll

bathroom, she even picked

her eye mask.

much she did not want to do such a

most likely some crazy fanboy who

could

dissolve this chaos. She could even gain more male fans with

this choice was more bearable compared to

Tiffany bit her lips and took

…

At Violet Villa…

her computer screen on the desk, Charmine muttered

wine,

“Three, two, one.”

email showed up in her inbox

attached to it. Under

camera holding a cucumber, imitating that

smirked. The fish took the

could blame Tiffany for choosing this option, however

when a man dressed in casual wear suddenly entered through the

stared at Charmine coldly

the real reason why