Warning: My Mommy Is A Savage! By Seeking A Peaceful

Chapter 555
Although Tiffany had done many unacceptable things to the Jordan family, she was still the daughter Joey had raised, her
favorite child for the past 23 years. Even though she hated her, and however much she hated her, hearing about her death would
still upset Joey as she felt worried instinctively. Charmine glanced at Joey and looked away coldly. “Keep searching,” ordered
Charmine. “I want to see her, dead or alive.”
“Yes, Boss.” Kay hung up.
Charmine tossed the phone aside and said to Joey, “Get out.” Joey snapped out of her thoughts and she instantly explained, “I
wasn’t thinking of anything else, Charmine, I was just...worried out of instinct. I know that after what she had done to you, it’s not
a pity even if she’s dead, but... I’m just too soft-hearted. Why did I even feel worried? Don’t worry: Even if she’s dead, I won’t
blame you. If she isn’t dead and comes back, I’ll beat some sense into her for you. I won’t forgive her for the things she had done
to you,” spoke Joey with words cautious and concerned, scared to offend Charmine. “I’m just trying to rest,” snapped Charmine.
“Please go back.”
With that, she shut her eyes.
Joey still wanted to say something, but looking at Charmine’s face, she helplessly placed down the rose tea on the table and left
the room.
After hearing the door closed, Charmine’s closed eyes darkened. Charmine was not petty; she just could not help recalling the
things that happened in the past. Even when she was sent to Africa, put to jail, or anything of sorts happened to her, Joey
showed not a single moment of concern for her.
If it was her who fell into the sea, the Joey in the past would clap her hands and say, “Nice fall! Beautiful death! An adopted
daughter like her should be dead! Thank goodness!” Tiffany? Tiffany plotted against her assets, slept with Julian, slept with
Oliver, and even put the Jordan family in danger, yet Joey was still worried about Tiffany? Yes, it was out of instinct. After all, she
was the daughter she had nurtured for 23 years. Therefore, Charmine could not blame Joey. She did not blame Joey, even-she
was merely pitying herself. The night grew darker and darker... Knock, knock, knock! Gentle knocks were heard and Charmine,
who was resting with her eyes closed, opened her
eyes instantly Those knocks did not come from her door. It was

Knock, knock, knock! The gentle knockings were heard again. Charmine looked over accordingly to the source of the sound and
saw that behind the window were two puffy hands grabbing onto the frame. A small head stretched outward from below. It was
Chris!
Chris was hanging outside the window!
Charmine jumped up and ran toward the window. She opened it and held Chris’ small hands to bring him in hastily. Chris jumped
into her arms, his small hands hooked around her neck. “Mommy! Mommy! I finally get to see you!” Charmine frowned. “How did
you get here? Why did you climb the window?” It was ridiculously dangerous! What if he fell off?! This was the second floor,
about ten meters above ground-level. Chris looked at Charmine with his dewy eyes. “Mommy has forgotten about Momo. Waa...
Mommy promised to meet Momo and Daddy once a day, but Mommy didn’t call Momo!” His lips were extended into a pout as he
spoke, his tears ready to fall down his cheeks.