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?

was then when she felt a peculiar gaze glued on

a glass door on the

It was Anthony Bailey.

here? Anthony’s lips curled into a

Chris, on the other hand, waved enthusiastically at

was startled. Why would Anthony help her? The kid was acting weird enough, but his

stranger! She already told him off yesterday, so what was he doing here? Had

fallen for her?

grin slowly receded, replaced with a frown. Women

given chance, but why was Charmine acting all weird and

man trembled in fear as he quickly added,

you’d want us to help

toward the

was to take away everything

crowd had no clue what was going

of dress and her ignorance to compete for

wanting to eat the meat of a swan. A

for people like her.

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

person like her? It would be a disgrace if this woman

on with my design. If the panel decides to let

the designer

said, all the lights in the ballroom suddenly went

green spotlight appeared as it

on the stage as she leaned

hand supporting her chin. The delicateness of her facial features

leaned back languidly, as though she was resting

out into a

flaming red lips did not impede her elegance from being emitted.

of a mystifying fey with an aura of coldness and