Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 732

Hearing praises for her made Eunice pompous as she straightened herself.

Charmine took her spotlight in the past and made a name for herself in the modeling industry. Eunice had not liked Charmine since then.

It grated Eunice when she recalled the incident inside the car show’s dressing room when Charmine forced her to pick up the item from the floor. She felt ashamed since then and waited for a moment she could get back at her.

At last, the opportunity came!

She was about to marry the No.1 Wealthiest Man in Safford, and his assets were worth a few times more than Jordan Group's.

Eunice placed her hand at her waist as she sized up Charminee. She clicked her tongue and mocked, "Why bother asking Charmine to marry a wealthy man? You girls should be asking wealthy men if they even want her. Didn't you want to marry Julian? And yet he'd rather cheat with your sister instead of getting with you! Hahaha! And he even went bankrupt! She only has one ex-boyfriend, and he’s bankrupted. Ahh, how ironic."

Charmine eyed the security guard that was coming over, and she said calmly, "I'll give you three seconds to walk away. Otherwise...you'll be dragged out."

better off marrying a good man? Look at you, wearing yourself out every day like a man. Why so tired? Look at me: I do facials every day, and go to the steaming room and massages. I have people providing me services as I lay down. My fiance gives me unlimited cash

pigeon egg-sized diamond ring between her fingers while her hand caressed her

pieces of jewelry they were as they

people in the video chat disdainfully

Charmine. Of course she wants to marry a man, but would anyone want

a woman like her who had been with another man

forget? All men like gentle and lady-like women like me. Who'd like a man-like woman like you? Always with

and cackled

industry than her? She married a better man! She could finally rub it

was dressed in a customized Italian suit made from an Italian master, with a selling price of a few million in the market. One also needed to queue to buy these suits;

he wore were of a limited edition from

such a young man. Who was he? Why had they not