Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 12

Chris Bailey pulled on Anthony Bailey’s sleeves. “Daddy, Daddy, help Mommy! Someone is bullying

Mommy!” he whined.

With a passive expression, Anthony reached for his phone, searched for a contact, and dialed it. Once

the person answered, he spoke, “Charmine is mine, people.”

In the hall, the person-in-charge looked at his phone dubiously before he looked at Charmine who was

currently held back by the security. He was scared to death with what he had just heard. Goodness…

This woman was Anthony Bailey’s people?

“Stop it. Stop! Don’t hurt this lady here!” he shrieked as though downright fearing for his life.

What just happened?

The securities were befuddled while the crowd went quiet in disbelief. Was she not unwanted? What

changed his mind?

The person-in-charge walked up to Charmine in an instant and bowed to her. “You must be Miss

Jordan. You said you needed one minute, right? Please, take all the time you need,” he sputtered, and

rather respectfully at that. “Here at Chanel, we’ve always strived to be fair and just. If you’re willing to

give it a try, we welcome you wholeheartedly.”

Charmine frowned; his attitude changed at the speed of a reader flipping her book. Who was on the

line of his call?

felt a peculiar gaze glued on her. Following her instinct

a glass

It was Anthony Bailey.

he doing here? Anthony’s lips curled into a

him. Chris, on the other hand, waved enthusiastically at

The kid was acting weird enough,

him off yesterday, so what was

fallen for her?

a frown. Women would usually

why was Charmine acting all

the man trembled in fear as he quickly added, “Miss

want us to help you

toward the stage, confident in

needed, as of this second, was to take

fame. Of course, the crowd had no

dress and her ignorance

the

people like her.

designer did not understand what the person-in-charge was doing. How could he give

a person like her? It would be a disgrace if this woman were to

can put on with my design. If the panel

the designer

said, all the lights in the ballroom suddenly

a few seconds of darkness, a light green spotlight appeared

Charmine sat on the stage as she leaned against

delicateness of her facial features was displayed

back languidly, as though she was resting on

into a retro-like

impede her elegance from being emitted. On the contrary, it

more of a mystifying fey with an aura of coldness and