Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1288

Chapter 1288

Inside another villa...

Waverly reclined on the sofa. Her expression turned cold after she finished a call and placed down the phone.

Max looked at her. "What is it?" "Charmine is back, and she has mastered a unique technique. She's determined to get first prize tomorrow."

Max then embraced Waverly. "Don’t panic—I'll find someone to disqualify her. There’s no point having mastered the skill."

Waverly squinted as she said, "No need. Let her participate! The show will be fascinating tomorrow."

She lifted her chin arrogantly as she contacted Britney with her phone.

Max looked at her and knew she was up to something. His eyes were filled with admiration. ‘You're so clever, Waverly."

He embraced her as he seized her lips.

Waverly had a hint of discomfort and disgust in her eyes, but she wore a shy smile as she gently pushed him away. 'We have to be careful..."

Max continued to kiss her. "Nobody is watching."

With that, he pulled her to his form and kissed her passionately...

Grandma Granger went back to the room and charged her phone.

She instantly called Momo’s number after turning on her phone, but nobody picked up. That caused her to frown in worry.

Momo did not pick up. Did she not bring her phone, or did something else happen?

Grandma Granger sat by the bed and looked out at the sky. She sighed gently.

Grandma Granger had no way of contacting Momo unless she searched for her.

It did not take long before her charging-phone beeped.

She jolted and thought it was Memo’s text, so she quickly picked it up.

All she saw was some notifications from Twitter.

It disappointed Grandma Granger; she was not interested in such news. As she was about to put down her phone, however, something caught her eye.

She hoped the girl had found her mother, and that was why she did not contact her...

Charmine was practicing in the study room as she prepared for the competition the next day.

She opened the window, and as the bristles of her brush grazed the paper, butterflies gradually flew in from the outside. They stopped on the paper and danced around.

Charmine's red lips curled into a smile, i

If she could attract so many butterflies already, she could do the same on the following day as well!

She placed down the brush and outstretched the bony fingers of her right hand.

A butterfly perched on her finger and fluttered with its wings, unafraid of her.

She reached out again, and the butterfly, somehow understanding her command, flew to her left hand.

Over the moon, Charmine wanted to ask Anthony to look at her, but she found that he was already staring at her-and longingly, at that-when she turned, i

She halted and asked, ‘Why are you looking at me like that?"