Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 61

Kay and his men—who hid in the shadows—stared at

the scene with eyes wide like saucers. Damn, was

their boss about to run over him?

There were no traces of holding back in Charmine’s

actions. She twisted the handle of her motorbike as

she raced toward him.

Once Julian knew for sure Charmine was not letting

up, that she was closing in from their half-a-meter

distance, he instinctively jumped out of the way. Yet,

the motorbike moved at such a speed that his sleeve

was almost caught by the bike, and it sent him

stumbling back a few steps.

Charmine glanced at him by the corner of her eyes. A

mocking smirk appeared on her lips as she flipped

the middle finger a t him.

Her long and unruly hair fluttered in the night

breeze. She sure was bold and daring.

On the other side, Julian was left with his pale-green

face, the veins on his forehead almost burst out from

hatred and fear. The woman who was once all over

him nearly ran over him and even gave him the

middle finger!

Why did she change? How could she stop loving him?

No, it could not be! This was just one of her dirty

tricks to get his attention!

Julian stared as Charmine faded from his sight.

“Charmine, if you tried to get my attention, well,

you’ve got it!” He turned t o his assistant in the car

and ordered, ” Prepare a bouquet of roses, and send

to it where her shooting is tomorrow.”

Julian knew better than anyone that in the past

eighteen years, roses were her favorite. Back then,

when Charmine still tailed after him everywhere he

went, she had always wanted him to send her roses.

Surely, he would win over her heart when she

received his roses tomorrow.

Ah, women. They loved to throw tantrums just to get

attention.

Charmine went straight for the shower once she

reached her villa. She only spent three minutes with

the douchebag and she already felt like throwing up

in disgust.

As she got out of the shower, she saw Eric was still

around. As she dried her hair, she asked, “Why are

you still here?”

“You’re popular now, but you don’t seem to care, so

it’s only natural I’d have lots of things to deal with,”

came Eric’s reply, his eyes glued still to the computer

screen.

Within a day’s time, dozens of companies and brands

sent invitations to Charmine. Some were hoping to

sign her as the brand ambassador, some hoped she

could model for their shows, and some even hoped to

collaborate with her company in hopes she would

invest in them.

Once he read every email with consideration, Eric

concluded, “Among all the invitations, Guci is the

most well-known. It’d be good for you, but it’s quite

competitive. The condition is to shoot a cover with

Tiffany, and each of you will represent a different

colored collection. The one who’s collection makes

better sales wins.”

Charmine frowned. Why would Guci come up with

this showdown tactic out of the blue?

No doubt, this was definitely another dirty trick that

phony b*tch pulled. So Tiffany wanted to use her

fame to gain more popularity? To win against her in

this showdown?

“I’ll take that. Since Tiffany wants to play, I can’t say to

her. I can only hope she won’t regret this.” Charmine

flipped her half-dried hair and walked away. ,

She needed an early night today, all to make Tiffany

regret coming up with this proposal. 1

Watching her silhouette, Eric smiled a little. This

woman was getting more arrogant every day, and he

could only hope that things go as planned.

Thinking of the plan, he made a phone call when he

left the villa. “Send out the draft,” he spoke into the

phone.

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