Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1837

"Ah, by the way, you'll have to do everything I tell you to during our entire wager." "No matter what you do, I will not lose!" Max declared.

Charmine smirked at him, however. "We'll see."

Max merely smiled coldly at that. After folding up the paper, he left with his assistant.

When he walked out through the door, he saw a familiar car parked by the side, one which Waverly exited out of.

"Waverly!" Max's expression softened with adoration upon seeing her. He made his way toward her and asked, "Why did you come?"

Waverly looked at him gently. "I have nothing to do, so I came to pick you up. Did you manage to do what I told you to?"

Seeing that nobody was queuing in front of the shop that had already closed, Max must have succeeded in making a scene.

A second later, however, the door to the shop opened, and Charmine walked out from the inside.

She was dressed simply but exuded an air of languidness. She seemed unfazed, still prestigious, and showed no signs of being defeated.

Waverly's face turned cold. She turned to look at Max. "What’s going on?" "She's not even fazed by the entire commotion," said Max. "She said many people used it with no issue and she threatened to sue us for defaming her brand. Let's leave it at that."

Waverly's eyes glinted icily. She was close to swearing, oh-so close, but managed to hold back the curse that hung on her lips.

This made sense; Charmine had always been ruthless, and she could resolve a simple trick such as this.

She could only glare at Charmine and mocked her, "You've been married to Anthony for long enough now, but I bet you haven't slept together, have you now? How useless and ironic!"

Charmine met her eyes calmly and scoffed. "So what? At least everyone knows I'm Mrs. Bailey, while you’re just a nobody," she spoke, her tone feisty and powerful, her words dripping with sarcasm. "Heh! Anthony even canceled your wedding the day before!" 2 NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Charmine did not even spare them a single glance as she turned to leave coldly.

Her words were like a sharp dagger that plunged deep into Waverly's heart, ripping open the wound that she was hiding.

Waverly was rooted on the spot, her face pale and her form trembling.

Curse that woman! Forget stealing her man, but she even dared mock her, too?!

Waverly clenched her fists and glared at Charmine’s back evilly as she roared, "Don't be too happy yet, Charmine! Anthony had dumped me for you one day before our wedding, and he'll do the same to you with another woman someday! I’ll wait for the day you cry!"

Waverly was so livid, so enraged, that she was pale and panting, but Charmine was so far ahead and did not even hear her threats.

Max placed his arm around her waist and comforted, "Let her be, Waverly.

You don't love Anthony anyway-don't let her get to you.”

Waverly turned and looked at him. She thought of something and bit her lip, saying, "You’re right, Max. I just don't like seeing her being so arrogant!" "Now that Wave has suppressed Poulenc, she won't be able to stay arrogant for long," assured Max.

Hearing these made Waverly visibly more relaxed. "Let's go, then."

She got out of Max's arms and walked toward the car.

Max looked at her back, and his eyes darkened...

Why did Tiffany seem to care about Anthony? She was angry at Charmine for reasons more than just business-related.

When they got inside the car, Max thought of his deal with Charmine. He looked at Waverly and said, "Waverly, I'm not doing so well at my end. Father wants me back in Kansas. He confiscated my credit cards as punishment, so he might ignore me for a while."