All Chapters of Warning: My Mommy is A Savage!: Chapter 901 - Chapter 910

As a thought occurred to her, Susan then raised her glass out of the blue. “Ms. Jordan saved our Grandma Bailey today. Let me make a toast to Ms. Jordan,” she spoke as she raised her wine glass. This was the top-graded wine from the Baileys’ wine cellar. In the upper-class society, there was proper dining etiquette. Even in the case of making a toast, there were many rules. Susan raised her wine glass and quietly looked at Charmine, waiting for her to embarrass herself. Everyone on the table was from a prominent, wealthy family, and only Charmine hailed from a small family. Even if she somehow got rich down the line, how would she learn about the upper-class’s table etiquette? Ha! At that moment, all eyes were on Charmine as they waited for her to make a fool out of herself. By then, if she did anything wrong, they would lecture her! However, against their expectations... Under everyone’s scrutinizing gaze, Charmine raised her wine glass with her hand around the stem,

What if Charmine used this opportunity to ask for permission to marry Anthony? Grandma Bailey scoffed at Susan, “This is my affair. Charmine saved my life, and I have to thank her. Go on, Charmine, just say it.” McKenzie and Waverly’s expressions shifted. Charmine was about to ask for something…and she might ask to be with Anthony, officially! At that moment, Charmine’s gaze met Grandma Bailey’s eyes. “I don’t need a favor, but if Grandma Bailey insists, I’ve got one favor to ask for. I hope Grandma Bailey could promise me that when you see Momo in the future, even if you don’t like him, don’t say mean things to him.” “Huh?” Grandma Bailey was dumbfounded. She was prepared for Charmine to ask to be with Anthony, yet this was the request she asked for? Charmine looked at Chris before she continued to them, “Anthony already found out that it was Ms. McKenzie Houston who drugged Chris’ mother—she was drugged and didn’t plan to bear this child. Furthermore, no matter who his m

This was the first time Charmine would celebrate her birthday genuinely as the Jordan family’s heiress and with a birthday banquet to boot. Charmine frowned. They were already organizing this and made it such a big thing as well? At that moment, her phone rang. Answering the call, Charmine was greeted with Joey’s explanation, “Charmine, I’m sorry. We wanted to make you a private birthday banquet and only invited close relatives, and we didn’t mean to make it such a big deal, but the media found out about it somehow. What do you think? Now that it’s exposed, why don’t we come up with something else?” What they did was more of a homey, cozy party—it was not one of those high-standard ones. Charmine frowned. So they did not expose it themselves? Did someone arrange it and buy views for it? Charmine came to a conclusion silently before she calmly answered, “Don’t worry, keep working on it. Wait for my news.” The car pulled over at Violet Residence. Charmine was on the ph

The serving staff frowned. They had reserved the place in Max’s favor. If he decided to not officiate the reservation that was happening in two days, who would reserve it? If they had a day of no reservations, they would lose up to ten million. He would lose his commission! He instantly instructed the guards, “Come, and ask Ms. Jordan to leave!” These guards had been serving all kinds of moguls of all industries. To someone like Charmine with only some money, they did not take her seriously. They instantly walked toward Charmine to ask her to leave, pushing her as one of them said, “Hurry, please leave. Don’t be so shameless. This isn’t a place for someone like you to be at.” Charmine did not expect them to be physical. They were hotel staff workers; did they just touch her? Pushed with such force, she staggered and almost slipped...when she suddenly fell into a warm embrace. She turned back to see that it was William. Holding her in his arms, William instantly let he

If they could not win Charmine location-wise, they could only… Thinking of something, Max’s eyes lit up as he said to Waverly, “What about this: I’ll ask them to move over all of the newly-bred White Camellia flowers for the decoration in two days.” When Waverly heard that, her frown eased slightly. “Alright. Thank you, brother.” She smiled. The White Camellia was a mysterious flower that only existed in mythology. Rumors had it that there were only leaves with no petals. It was a very rare species. Kansas had attempted to breed this flower and succeeded. If they could use the White Camellia as decorations, they would make Charmine lose! Max sighed in relief—he managed to make his woman happy. He took out his phone as he was about to make the arrangement, but he just so happened to see the news that read, [Shocking! Max D’Cruz Shamelessly Kicked Out of Skyview Tower!] It took only a while before the article made it to the hot-list. The comment section was full of negati