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?

glued on her. Following her instinct and looking up, she saw

looking right into her from a glass door on

It was Anthony Bailey.

curled into a grin—that he himself was

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

would Anthony help her? The kid was acting weird

even stranger! She already told him off yesterday, so what was he doing

fallen for her?

with a frown. Women would

given chance, but why was Charmine acting

gaze, the man trembled in fear as he quickly

anything you’d want us to

toward the

this second, was to take away everything from Tiffany;

no clue what was going

her ignorance to compete

perceived as the toad wanting to eat the meat of a

like her. Who was

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

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

the panel decides to let

the

all the lights in

light green spotlight appeared as

stage. Charmine sat on

hand supporting her chin. The delicateness of her facial features was displayed in

was resting on a summer’s afternoon. Her dark

into

flaming red lips did not impede her elegance from being emitted. On the contrary, it

mystifying fey with