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 her. Following her instinct and looking up, she saw

looking right into her from a glass

It was Anthony Bailey.

into

looking up at him. Chris, on the other

help her? The kid was

off yesterday, so what was he doing here? Had

fallen for her?

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

given chance, but why was

powerful gaze, the man trembled in fear

you’d want us

I’m fine.” She marched toward the stage, confident

was to take away

no clue what was going on. They merely

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

eat the meat of a swan. A chance already seemed

for people like her. Who

understand what the person-in-charge was

be a disgrace

put on with my design. If the panel decides to

Chanel,” the

that said, all the lights

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

on the

one hand supporting her chin. The delicateness of her facial features was

though she was resting on a summer’s afternoon. Her dark green

into a retro-like

elegance from being emitted. On the contrary,

fey with an aura of coldness and