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

press conference and confess her wrongdoings? What

the screenshots going public? Should she send this person her nude

be just as ruined as the first

She received another email.

have three

a typed-out post on Weibo was

Jordan paid for

as her hands quaked

would make headlines around the world,

prison!

Wait. I’ll

to run into her bathroom, she even picked

her eye mask.

want to do such a shameless thing, she had no other

crazy fanboy who wanted to entertain himself with her

even if her nude got circulated, she could insist

even gain more male fans with

choice was more bearable

Tiffany bit her lips and took a nude

…

At Violet Villa…

of her computer screen on the desk, Charmine muttered quietly as she

wine,

“Three, two, one.”

in her inbox at that

email had Tiffany’s photo attached to it. Under the shower head was Tiffany in her

holding a

smirked. The fish

well. Nobody could blame Tiffany for choosing this option, however

man dressed in casual wear

deadpan look, the man stared at Charmine coldly and spoke, “Charmine,

forget the real