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?

glued on her. Following her

a glass door on the second

It was Anthony Bailey.

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

looking up at him. Chris, on the other

The kid was acting

yesterday, so what

fallen for her?

grin slowly receded, replaced with a frown. Women would usually throw

was Charmine acting all

gaze, the man trembled in fear

want us to help

fine.” She marched toward

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

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

dress and her ignorance to compete

to eat the meat of

for people like her. Who

designer did not understand what the person-in-charge was doing. How could he give

like her? It would be a

my design. If the panel decides to let a no-body stay, I’ll

the designer

the lights in the ballroom suddenly

green spotlight appeared as it flitted to the

mysteriously appeared on the stage. Charmine sat on the stage as she leaned against the

of her facial features was

resting on a summer’s afternoon. Her dark

into a

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

more of a mystifying fey with an aura