Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 8

Fists clenched tight, Tiffany called her manager, Veronica Ramos right away.

“Find out who sent me the anonymous email in the next five minutes. I want his information,” ordered

Tiffany.

Tiffany believed she could blackmail this person into conceding defeat once she obtained their

information. Nobody could ever walk over her.

Alas…

Five minutes later, Veronica called her again, but she came without good news.

“Tiffany, I’m sorry. I found the best hacker in town and used up all my connections and resources, but

we still couldn’t break in the sender’s IP address.”

“How is this possible? I thought we had the best team?!” Tiffany’s fear had gotten the best of her as

her voice raised a few octaves. “Now we can’t even break into an anonymous IP?!”

She was the most celebrated supermodel in the world, armed with the finest of resources and best

connections. There was no way such a thing could happen to her.

“The hacker has skills we can’t compete against. We don’t know their identity, and even the best

hacker in our team couldn’t break his IP. Tiffany, perhaps you could come up with other plans to keep

him silenced. If this goes public, your reputation will be completely ruined,” Veronica tried to reason

with her, and a sigh escaped her lips soon after.

Tiffany fell onto her bed in disbelief. Veronica was her manager and assistant. If she—a person who

could not help,

could she do? Host a press conference and confess her wrongdoings? What difference would

screenshots going public? Should she send this person her nude

be just as ruined as the first

She received another email.

three

typed-out post on Weibo was attached.

most famous supermodel Tiffany Jordan paid for

pale as her

it would make headlines around the world, and

prison!

I’ll send you nude

but to run into her bathroom, she even picked up the cucumber she

her eye mask.

she did not want to do such

was most likely some crazy fanboy who wanted to entertain himself with her

got circulated, she could insist they were

dissolve this chaos. She could even gain more male fans with

this choice was more bearable compared to the

onto these thoughts, Tiffany bit her lips and took

…

At Violet Villa…

her computer screen on the

wine,

“Three, two, one.”

in

to it. Under the shower head was Tiffany in her

camera holding a cucumber, imitating that

fish took

could blame Tiffany for choosing

a man dressed in casual wear suddenly entered through the door of the study

stared at Charmine

don’t forget the real reason why you’re