Warning: My Mommy is A Savage
Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Charmine elegantly twisted to the opposite side and simultaneously tossed the silk cape upward. The long and flowy cape floated in the air-as though in slow- motion-before it wound around the metal frame above the stage into a knot. In a swift movement, Charmine pulled on the cape as her body swayed freely in the air. 2

Like a choreographed dance, she flew above everyone else languidly and carefreely with the silk. Her skin-colored tulle dress fluttered as she floated in the air, while the cape whirled like tidal waves. The innumerable fireflies became her backdrop as she flew like a fey from a dreamy fairyland; stunningly beautiful, stunningly bewitching.

Everyone watched as she glided above them, their breath taken away. 5

Ineffable.

Her dress swirled like the smoke of an enchanting dream. She was like a goddess that came from heaven

that held captive the souls below her with a faint smile.

With a smooth transition, she hooked her legs mid-air

as she reached over to remove her shoes. "Anyone fancy these?"

Anyone fancy these...?

These three words echoed throughout the air like a

bewitching poppy flower: seductive, mind-boggling...

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In an instant, half of the audience raised from their seats.

"Me! Me! Give them to me!"

Chris jumped up enthusiastically as he yelled at the

top of his lungs, "Mommy! Give them to Daddy! Give Daddy!" Sadly, his voice was too small and was completely overwhelmed by the uproar.

Her lips curled into a knowing smile, Charmine

wrapped the shoes around one end of the cape and

tossed it into the air. All of a sudden, everyone in that

direction jumped and reached out.

"Mine! It's mine!"

"Don't take them from me. They're mine!" 3

A bunch of people formed a circle around the shoes

as they reached out for dear life. Kay and his men had

no excuse with their agility as they leaped without hesitation.

Those were their boss' shoes. How could they end up in the hands of a nobody?

That was it. A pair of broken shoes ignited the atmosphere to the highest form. Charmine looked at

the chaos below like a witch who cast a spell before landing elegantly on the T- stage with the cape at hand.

As if nothing had happened, she turned around to

return backstage. Though bare-feet, her aura remained the same. With her 1.7 meter tall figure, her long legs beautifully carried her body on the stage.

Her dress flitted like cicada wings.

Charmine was akin to a fairy from a timeless script of ancient times.

All eyes were glued on her back and at her long enchanting legs, stunned and breathless.

Once Charmine's figure retreated backstage, the fireflies gradually disappeared and dissolved into thin air. The hall subsided into the darkness as before.

A few seconds later, an uproar filled the air. Some

even surrounded Mr. James as they yelled, "Charmine Jordan! Charmine Jordan! Encore! Encore!"

Anthony saw Mr. James overwhelmed by the people, and his eyebrows twitched at Nial. "You know what to do?"

Still awestruck by the performance, Nial was only pulled back to reality by Anthony's voice. He stood up instantly." Nobody can steal my sister-in-law!" With that, he went into action. 1

A proud smirk on Anthony's lips, he held onto the

boy's hand and walked with him backstage. "Daddy, where are we going?" Chris asked dubiously. "Find Mommy."

Backstage, all the supermodels surrounded Charmine with awe and adoration. Her dress was way too beautiful, it seemed to be a part of a luxurious brand's permanent collection.

Moreover, the fact that she perfectly saved herself

from tripping on the stage and continued her performance with so much charm was utterly astounding! Charmine would only grow famous from today onward! Worldwide famous!

Amelia was burning with hatred and envy, her hands balled into fists. How could it be? Was she not supposed to fall and humiliate herself? 2 She walked forward and grabbed onto Charmine's arm. "Charmine, what did you do?" she interrogated. "Where did the fireflies come from? Where did your dress come from?" 2

Before Amelia got on the stage, she remembered Charmine donning a dress provided by the organizer. Without the clothing she had on, and coupled with

the cape, she would not have been able to save herself from the fall.

Charmine scoffed at her with a deadly cold look. "Who are you to speak to me? Why should I tell you?" Who are you to speak to me'?

Charmine spoke to her in such a rude tone. The adopted kid who used to address her with utmost respect had spoken to her with such arrogance! "Charmine Jordan, are you out of your mind? You're nothing but an adopted kid! Without our family adopting you, you would've died a long time ago! What rights do you have to speak to me with such a tone? You might think I'm playing, but I'd hit you now!" 3

"Then do so if you dare! Take your pick: Hit my face, my legs, or my hands?" Charmine jeered while feeling her fair and slim hands. "My hands are insured with

five million. This face that you're looking at is worth

ten million. These legs? One billion! Do touch the tip of my finger if you dare."