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?

gaze glued on her.

looking right into her from a glass door on the second

It was Anthony Bailey.

curled into a grin—that he himself was unaware of—when

up at him. Chris, on the other hand, waved

The kid was acting

already told him off yesterday, so what was he doing here?

fallen for her?

a frown. Women would usually throw

given chance, but why was Charmine acting all

in fear as he quickly added, “Miss

anything you’d want us to help you

I’m fine.” She marched toward

this second, was to take away everything

Of course, the crowd had no clue what

Charmine’s choice of dress and her ignorance to compete for

perceived as the toad wanting to eat the meat of

people like her. Who was

understand what the person-in-charge was doing. How could

her? It would be a

anyone can put on with my design. If the panel decides to

the

all the lights in the ballroom suddenly went

seconds of darkness, a light green spotlight

appeared on the stage. Charmine sat on

supporting her chin. The delicateness of her facial features was displayed in

resting on a summer’s

out into a

lips did not impede her elegance from being emitted. On the contrary,

more of a mystifying fey with an aura