Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 12

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?

It was then when she felt a peculiar gaze glued on her. Following her instinct and looking up, she saw a

man looking right into her from a glass door on the second floor.

It was Anthony Bailey.

What was he doing here? Anthony’s lips curled into a grin—that he himself was unaware of—when he

caught her looking up at him. Chris, on the other hand, waved enthusiastically at Charmine.

Charmine was startled. Why would Anthony help her? The kid was acting weird enough, but his father

was even stranger! She already told him off yesterday, so what was he doing here? Had he genuinely

fallen for her?

Anthony’s grin slowly receded, replaced with a frown. Women would usually throw themselves at him

at any given chance, but why was Charmine acting all weird and resistant?

Noticing Anthony’s powerful gaze, the man trembled in fear as he quickly added, “Miss Jordan, is

there anything you’d want us to help you prepare?”

“No, I’m fine.” She marched toward the stage, confident in herself.

What Charmine needed, as of this second, was to take away everything from Tiffany; her

opportunities and fame. Of course, the crowd had no clue what was going on. They merely persisted in

mocking Charmine’s choice of dress and her ignorance to compete for this role.