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

best resources in town—said she could not help, anyone else

do? Host a press conference and confess her wrongdoings?

public? Should she send this person her nude then?

be just as ruined

She received another email.

three more

typed-out post on Weibo was attached.

Jordan

her hands quaked without

was to be revealed, it would make headlines around the world, and

prison!

send this. Wait. I’ll send you nude right

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

her eye mask.

not want to do such a shameless thing, she had no other choice.

most likely some crazy fanboy who wanted to

could insist

this chaos. She could even gain more male

more bearable compared to the

onto these thoughts, Tiffany bit her lips

…

At Violet Villa…

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

wine,

“Three, two, one.”

in her

Under the shower

camera holding a cucumber,

fish took

could blame Tiffany for choosing this option, however ugly it

then when a man dressed in casual wear suddenly entered

at Charmine coldly

don’t forget the real reason why