Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 639

Chapter 639

On the next day...

After sorting out the matters at the company, Charmine was driven to the Burlington Airport.

People walked back and forth in the airport from all directions, with many waiting for the arrivals.

As Waverly took the International VIP Direct Flight, they would only see her at the VIP area.

Arriving at the VIP area, Charmine noted that about ten people were waiting in the arrival hall.

All ten of them were dressed in formal, expensive suits.

When Charmine walked in, everyone looked as though they were attacking her with their gaze. They were all aware that they all had the same target. With so many people in the hall, only one person would succeed.

Comically, the air smelled as though there was gunpowder.

Despite all that, Charmine remained calm as she sat down on a sofa by the corner, quietly waiting.

At that moment...

"Everyone, get out!"

An arrogant voice suddenly came from the door.

Everyone looked up to see a blonde teenager in a flowery t-shirt coming in arrogantly.

Dressed in luxurious brands, the teenager had a ruby diamond ring on every finger, his wealthiness evident with the way he carried himself.

Everyone could tell right away that he was the youngest son of the Houston family, Ricky Houston.

The Houstons centered themselves in the technology industry, having established the top technology company in the country. Ricky's eldest sister, McKenzie had a world-renowned reputation while his second eldest sister, McAmor was a reputable designer. Therefore, Ricky was born with the fame and received attention wherever he went.

When he saw the people waiting in the lounge, he said to his bodyguards behind him, "Why are there so many useless people hanging around the place I'm at? Kick them all out!"

"Go! Get out! Scram! All of you, out! Didn’t you hear what Young Master Houston said? Miss Waverly isn't someone you can meet! Don't you all dare steal her from our Young Master Houston!”

The bodyguards rushed in and yelled out loud. Some even kicked over the chairs.

Those terrified had left in a hurry while a few resilient ones stayed, including Charmine.

Ricky threw them all a look and said unpleasantly, "Huh? Guess some are just unafraid of death, eh? Clear them out in three minutes!" he ordered his bodyguards.

One of the bodyguards brought them all over and instantly took out his tablet to investigate.

After a moment, he said, "Owner of the no.1 car manufacturer in the country, President Zayne, I heard your new batch of productions need some new inventive raw materials?"

President Zayne halted for a second and instantly shot up, leaving the hall.

The bodyguard continued, "President Quin of the medical company. It appears that your nationwide franchise pharmacies are still requesting to monopolize the DXX drugs, no? Our Ms. McKenzie is currently working with the research team."

Instantly, President Quin stood up and left.

It did not take long before everyone in the room had left... All except Charmine.

When the bodyguard saw Charmine, he frowned. This... This kind of bigshot was here, too?

Seeing that he did not speak, Ricky sneered, 'What now? There's still one pile of sh*t there. Can’t you make it go?"

'Young... Young Master Houston, this woman is the one and only diamond mine owner in Africa, the President of Ohly, the Jordan Group's director, and the main sponsor of RisingHawk..." The bodyguard wiped his sweat as he spoke.

Charmine's reputation was widely known all across the business world. Everyone knew about her outstanding capabilities, and since Tiffany's whereabouts were still unknown...

Ricky merely scoffed, "Isn’t that the nouveau riche who owns a smelly penny or two? She’s got nothing on the Houston family!"

Shoving his hands into his pockets, Ricky shot Charmine a challenging glare. "You, the person with a smelly penny or two, you better get out of my sight now. Waverly D'Cruz is mine, and if you insist on going against me, I'll make your company bankrupt."

Charmine reclined on the sofa languidly as she gazed at him coldly. 'Yes, I have a smelly penny or two. Oh, but doesn’t that mean you're a dog who owns a lot of smelly pennies? Mr. Houston, it doesn't seem very nice for you to call yourself that."