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?

Do you know what’s happening right now? Your sister is keeping the company together, and yet an adult man like you is doing nothing but gaming! What is

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, Robert hung up

beep, beep! Adam’s face turned darker than it already was. “Useless! What a piece of trash!” he growled.” A sorry excuse of a son! What have I done wrong in my

believe he’s getting worse day after day! Not only is he addicted to gaming, but he’s even going to Kansas? We shouldn’t have given birth to him! He’s nothing like Tiffany-not even a fraction!” Joey scowled as she simmered in anger, pausing for a moment as she gazed at the unconscious Tiffany on the bed. “Adam, we can’t count on Robert

after glancing at the document burnt

internally,

the bed, internally partying at her

last… She

Concurrently…

Southern Cemetery. The father-and-son duo insisted that they come with her even when

text from Kay: [Boss Jordan, there are many reporters waiting around Southern Cemetery, and they’re all waiting to

frowned. Was it