Warning: My Mommy Is A Savage! By Seeking A Peaceful

Warning: My Mommy Is A Savage! By Seeking A Peaceful Chapter 12

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 instinct and looking up, she

into her from a glass door on the second

It was Anthony Bailey.

into a grin—that he himself

him. Chris, on the other hand,

Why would Anthony help her? The kid was acting weird enough, but

She already told him off yesterday, so

fallen for her?

a frown. Women would usually

given chance, but why was Charmine acting all

man trembled in

want us to help you

She marched toward the stage,

as of this second, was to

the crowd had no clue what was going on. They merely persisted

of dress and her ignorance to

to eat the meat of a swan. A chance already seemed way

people like her.

designer did not understand what the person-in-charge

would be a disgrace if this woman were to

design. If the panel decides to let a

Chanel,” the designer

said, all the lights

spotlight appeared as it flitted to the T-stage. A

on the stage as she leaned against

chin. The delicateness of

though she was resting on a

out into a

flaming red lips did not impede her elegance from

of a mystifying fey with an aura

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