Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 853

Chapter 853

Anthony actually asked her, the elegant Waverly, to make them coffee? He treated her like a maid!

"What? Why does the hostess seem so unwelcoming?” questioned Charmine somewhat condescending.

Waverly wanted to yell at her, but she had no way to; too many people were taking photos in the dark. "Of course I welcome you,” she lied.

With that, Waverly held back her anger as she welcomed Anthony and Charmine inside the villa.

Once the door was closed, the smile on Waverly's face stiffened.

"Anthony, Charmine, is it meaningful to play me like this?"

"How can you call this a play? Don’t you like being the hostess? Isn't it kind of us to satisfy you?" scoffed Charmine.

Waverly was utterly livid.

How was this being a hostess? They were intentionally upsetting her!

She thought by living under the same roof as Anthony, they could develop some feelings. It seemed more like a self-induced punishment instead!

However, she was unwilling to leave. She would not let Charmine and Anthony win!

She walked over and opened the curtains, prepared two cups of coffee, and placed them on the coffee table.

"Ms. Jordan, please have a seat."

The other cup of coffee was placed by the side. As the guest, Charmine could only sit by the side.

The curtains were opened with many reporters outside. How would they be able to sit together? How would they show off their love in front of her?

Unruffled, Charmine walked over and sat down by the side.

Waverly’s red lips curled up with satisfaction. So what if Charmine was arrogant? Charmine would have to let her!

Once Charmine sat by the side, she would be able to sit on the host seats with Anthony. On the long sofa, she would be able to cling to Anthony.

With that image in mind, her eyes were filled with delight.

All of a sudden...

Instead of sitting on the host's seat, Anthony went to sit opposite

Charmine. 1

Opposite to her was a single sofa as well.

The two sat on two ends of the coffee table, treating the table as a long rectangular meeting table as they sat opposite to one another.

Waverly, meanwhile, was stunned on the spot, the expression on her face stiffened.

She had to sit on the main seat alone, on the long sofa?

Damn it! How could they rub it on her face?!

Unable to hold back her anger, Waverly reached out and pulled up the curtains. 1

She did not want anyone to capture the shot of her sitting alone!

With the curtains closed shut, Waverly no longer had to act as she walked away, into her bedroom.

She must hold it in. She must hold it until Susan made Charmine leave!

Charmine looked at her retreating form, her red lips curled up mockingly.

How was she not embarrassed to act?