Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 67
Designer Bmitey had hoped people would still see the
beauty in her design, though it was not refreshing
enough for the summer. It would have made Bmitey
happy if just a few liked her pieces, yet Charmine was
snipping off at her work! That piece of clothing was
destroyed just like that!
The manager looked a little uncomfortable as well.
Charmine might be the boss with diamonds, but she—
at this moment—was the endorsement model for
Guci. How could she destroy Guci’s specially crafted
clothes?
At that moment, Charmine straightened her body and
tossed the excess fabric aside with the scissors. In an
instant, everyone stared in surprise as their jaws
dropped. The outfit that was originally long and
expansive became a high-waisted outfit after
Charmine’s alteration.
The altered clothing showed off Charmine’s slender
and sexy waist. The long, wide pant legs of the outfit

were slit up the side; her elegant long legs would be
exposed with just a gentle breeze. It was like a tease.
The original outfit was loose and baggy, yet it was
transformed into a much more refreshing piece. It
even gave off an unspoken sense of coquettish
beauty.
Designer Bmitey’s momentary heartache turned into
emotional happy tears. She had intended her
collection to be ethereal, free-flowing red clothes,
which was why she designed the long trouser legs
and included the long sleeves. However, in her
moment of inspiration, she had forgotten to include
elegance and eye-pleasing beauty in her designs.
Seeing Charmine’s alterations, the clothes looked
even more free-flowing and ethereal in such a short
time that she was astounded. Overwhelmed with
emotions, Bmitey gushed, ” It’s perfect! Absolutely
perfect! Charmine, you’re truly a genius!”
Charmine kept her calm and serious demeanor a s
she walked to the center of the set and said, ” Let’s

begin.”
The photographer snapped out of it and started his
task. Most models always required him to prompt
them so they could change poses, but Charmine
skillfully shifted from pose to pose, holding them for
the perfect amount of time. She held each pose for a
couple of seconds, just enough time for the
photographer to get his shot before she changed her
stance.
Charmine knew how to present the clothes better
than the designer herself: She pretended t o walk,
allowing the wide trouser legs to flutter freely in the
wind; she lifted her hand to touch her hair, the laceedged
sleeves of her top showcased well; she sat at an
angle with her legs slightly bent, her white and long
shapely legs revealed in the process. 1
Each and every pose was exquisitely beautiful.
Astoundingly beautiful! All 32 sets of outfits—each
altered to Charmine’s specifications under her
masterful eye—showed amazing results on the

camera. Designer Bmitey was so overwhelmed that
she could cry. She had a good feeling her collection
would sell well this time!
The shoot went on until late in the afternoon. ” Have
a moment to rest,” said the assistant to Charmine.
“Once Miss Tiffany is done with her photoshoot, you
guys can take your joint photoshoot. It’s a wrap after
that.”
Charmine sat in the lounge, enjoying the drinks that
they provided. Veronica swept a glance at her and
could not stop herself from laughing. “0 h, you’re
done with your shoot so quickly? The photographer
must’ve been dissatisfied with you. You need to learn
from your sister; she did s o well. Her photographer
can’t bear to put his camera down, which is why their
shoot is still ongoing.” 1
“Why would I want to learn lousy modeling skills
from her?” Charmine asked humorlessly.
Veronica froze when she heard that; she felt her voice
was lodged in her throat. ‘This damned Charmine!’

she rebuked internally.
At that moment, Tiffany was done with her
photoshoot, and Veronica rushed to her side and
walked her to the lounge to have a seat. One of the
junior assistants came to serve her an iced drink
while another started to massage her shoulders. She
was like a noble princess; her entire being reflected a
sense of refinement and elegance. 1
On the other hand, there was no one by Charmine’s
side. Tiffany took this opportunity and said, “Sister,
why didn’t you bring any assistants? Ronnie, go and
help massage my sister’s shoulders. Don’t worry
about me.”
“Yes, Miss,” came Ronnie’s dutiful reply as she walked
towards Charmine.