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

Chapter 392

“Tiffany…? Tiffany?! Doctor? Where’s the doctor?!” Joey cried out desperately.

It was not long until the doctor came, and after examining Tiffany, reported, “She’s incredibly lucky to have been saved right on time, or else, her skin would’ve been burnt. She’s suffering a minor fracture to her spine it seems, but it could’ve been worse and fatal. She’s lucky to have

survived.”

Joey and Adam let out a sigh of relief and sat down.

At that moment, Robert rang them up and excitedly gushed, “Dad, I’m going to Kansas! Uji Quin has agreed to teach me, and he even said he’s going to train me to become the next king of gaming! I’ll leave after attending my sister’s wedding, and I’ll make you all proud when I come home!”

Adam grimaced. What was that? To Kansas, he said?

Adam was drowned in his work, sorting out things and businesses for the family, yet Robert was going to Kansas?

piss me off? Do you know what’s happening right now? Your sister is keeping the company together, and yet an adult man like you is doing

I can still have a bright future from it! Do you think businesses are the only source of income there is? As I said: I’ll bring pride to Burlington, and I’ll make a name for myself one day! One day! You’ll all be sorry!” With that,

growled.” A sorry excuse

simmered in anger, pausing for a moment as she gazed at the unconscious Tiffany on the bed. “Adam, we can’t count on Robert anymore, and Charmine is adopted. Let’s transfer our shares to Tiffany. She gave us her word that she’ll still help you take of the company even after marrying Julian, and we all know she’s capable

moment of silence, and after glancing at the

intact internally, Adam nodded.

the bed, internally

She

Concurrently…

driving up to Southern Cemetery. The father-and-son duo insisted that they come with her even when she wanted to go alone, thus she had no choice but to let them

the cemetery, Charmine received a text from Kay: [Boss Jordan, there are many reporters waiting around Southern Cemetery, and they’re all waiting to take photos of

Was it a trap all