Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 13

In the ballroom, Chanel’s executive manager was about to sign Charmine.

“Mr. James, are you sure you want to sign a nobody? She has absolutely zero stage experience!”

Amelia Jordan protested.

“Exactly. She’s just witty! I can bring fireflies to cheat like her, too. Matter of fact, anyone could, but

these are cheap tricks that won’t hold up on such a big occasion like tomorrow’s.”

“Alright, why don’t you ladies show us some tricks? You’re all pretentious, thinking yourselves as

supermodels as you put on dead-like expressions,” the manager refuted. He then turned to Charmine

and, seemingly changing expressions in a 360-degree manner, spoke with confidence, “Miss Jordan,

please sign here. Just do what you did up there and it’ll do fine. We believe in you.”

Charmine sealed the contract with her signature.

Pleased, Charmine then turned to Amelia Jordan and spoke, “Miss Jordan, you gotta try harder

up foolish like today, losing to some

experience.” The corners of her lips curled into a sneer as she turned

left.

in anger. While she was not as famous

also an actress, and because of her

that her fans were crazy about. She always had her way wherever

respected by everyone, and yet… An adopted daughter like Charmine spoke to her in such

rub salt into the wound—even

…

the parking lot.

dinged-up motorbike sat quietly

about to put on her helmet,

into Charmine. He clung tightly to her thigh,

an accessory on

push him away, but who could resist

his hair. “Darling, why are

dad neglect you again?”

away from him. I miss Mommy… Will Mommy come home with

into her embrace.

I’m not your mother. I have my own house, so I can’t go home with

frowned.