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

Chapter 12

Chris Bailey pulled on Anthony Bailey’s sleeves. “Daddy, Daddy, help Mommy! Someone is bullying

Mommy!” he whined.

With a passive expression, Anthony reached for his phone, searched for a contact, and dialed it. Once

the person answered, he spoke, “Charmine is mine, people.”

In the hall, the person-in-charge looked at his phone dubiously before he looked at Charmine who was

currently held back by the security. He was scared to death with what he had just heard. Goodness…

This woman was Anthony Bailey’s people?

“Stop it. Stop! Don’t hurt this lady here!” he shrieked as though downright fearing for his life.

What just happened?

The securities were befuddled while the crowd went quiet in disbelief. Was she not unwanted? What

changed his mind?

The person-in-charge walked up to Charmine in an instant and bowed to her. “You must be Miss

Jordan. You said you needed one minute, right? Please, take all the time you need,” he sputtered, and

rather respectfully at that. “Here at Chanel, we’ve always strived to be fair and just. If you’re willing to

give it a try, we welcome you wholeheartedly.”

Charmine frowned; his attitude changed at the speed of a reader flipping her book. Who was on the

line of his call?

then when she felt a peculiar gaze glued on her. Following her instinct and looking up, she saw

looking right into her from a glass door on the second

It was Anthony Bailey.

here? Anthony’s lips curled into a

Chris, on the

The kid

him off yesterday, so what was he doing here? Had he

fallen for her?

grin slowly receded, replaced with a frown. Women

was

Anthony’s powerful gaze, the man trembled in fear

want us to help you

fine.” She marched toward the stage, confident

Charmine needed, as of this second, was to take away everything from

fame. Of course, the crowd had no clue what was going on. They

dress and her ignorance to

as the toad wanting to eat the

like her. Who was

not understand what the person-in-charge was doing. How could

her? It would be a disgrace if this woman

design. If the panel decides to let

the

said, all the lights in the ballroom

few seconds of darkness, a light green spotlight appeared as it flitted to the T-stage. A

on the stage as she

delicateness of her facial features was displayed in all

resting on

into a

her elegance from being

mystifying fey with an aura of