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

right into her from a

It was Anthony Bailey.

into a grin—that he himself was

her looking up at him. Chris, on the

Anthony help her? The kid was acting

him off yesterday, so what

fallen for her?

a frown. Women would usually throw themselves at

was Charmine acting

in fear as he quickly

you’d want us to help

I’m fine.” She marched toward

was to take away everything from Tiffany;

fame. Of course, the crowd had no

choice of dress and her ignorance

wanting to eat the meat of

for people like her.

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

like her? It would be a disgrace if this woman were to

design. If the panel decides

the

that said, all the lights in the ballroom suddenly

a few seconds of darkness, a light green spotlight appeared as it flitted to

on the stage. Charmine sat on

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

resting on a

out into a

did not impede her elegance

of a mystifying fey with an aura of