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?

a peculiar gaze glued on her. Following her instinct and looking up, she

looking right into her from a glass

It was Anthony Bailey.

here? Anthony’s lips curled into a grin—that he himself

up at him. Chris, on the other hand,

The kid was acting weird enough,

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

fallen for her?

with a frown. Women

but why was

Anthony’s powerful gaze, the man trembled in fear as he quickly added, “Miss

us to

fine.” She marched toward the stage, confident in

of this second, was to take away everything from

crowd had no clue

dress and her ignorance to compete for

as the toad wanting to eat the meat of a

her. Who was she

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

her? It would be a disgrace if this woman were

put on with my design. If the panel decides to let

the

lights in the

light green spotlight appeared as it flitted

on the stage as she leaned

her chin. The delicateness of her facial features

she was resting

out into a retro-like

elegance from being emitted. On the contrary, it made

with an aura of coldness and