Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1911

"Is Charmine just as what everyone claimed-an all-rounded mogul? Is she genuinely like that, but she’s just not showing it?" "Looking at it now, it's likely!"

The crowd no longer looked at Charmine with disgust. Instead, they gazed at her with admiration and respect. 1

McKenzie, meanwhile, glared at the scores incredulously before aiming her stare at Charmine.

How could she be so good at this? She merely took ten minutes to trample the phone she spent 30 minutes assembling!

She thought her assistant accidentally switched the phones, but...

Under the score, the displayed phone was indeed hers!

She, a tech-mogul, a genius scholar, was defeated by Charmine! i

This was her forte, yet she lost to Charmine who knew nothing!?

McKenzie's gaze dulled with bitterness as she clenched her fists.

She thought too lowly of Charmine.

McKenzie thought Charmine was just a tricky, good-looking woman, that she stole Anthony's heart with her nice-looking face.

Oh, how wrong she was.

Charmine was very capable in a few things, after all. 1

McKenzie's stare toward Charmine lost its disdain and haughtiness, replaced with newfound seriousness instead.

Miranda had no choice but to declare, "Second round, Charmine won."

Everyone applauded.

Rochelle stood up and cheered, ''Boss Jordan! Our Boss Jordan! Oh, how dashing! You defeated her so easily!”

Nial looked at Rochelle and could not help standing up. "Charmine, you’re so powerful! You actually assembled this in ten minutes!"

Senior Jordan and the rest of the family looked at Charmine with pride and admiration.

Miranda said, "Following this, we'll get to the third round."

The third round was to race in motorbikes at Death Trail, i

Charmine looked at McKenzie and scoffed. "If you're scared now, you may end the competition."

McKenzie smiled proudly. "Same to you, then. I let you win in the previous two rounds, but you'll have to be careful in this round. I won’t let my guard down. Don’t...disappoint me." ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

With that said, McKenzie stood up and strutted off in her high heels.

Charmine looked at her proud back and smiled. Following that, she, too, turned and left.

At Death Trail.

At the bottom of the mountain was a long but not-too-spacious trail. There was a turn not far away from another, and there was no end in sight.

Every year, many lost their lives when racing here.

At the start of the trail, two top-graded superbikes were prepared. There was a yellow line behind the superbikes. Other than the staff and the family members of the competitors, the rest were kept outside. 1

Charmine had changed into her racing suit, the tight black leather suit outlined her alluring figure. She looked spunky and haughty.

McKenzie had also changed into her black racing suit. In contrast to Charmine's cool look, she looked more noble and arrogant.

They exuded temperaments at two extreme ends. They swung their legs over their superbikes and seated themselves in their respective vehicles.

Senior Jordan and the rest saw how narrow the trail was and became worried.

"This is dangerous, Charmine," fretted Joey, her gentle eyes evidently housing her distress. "Can you skip this?"

Senior Jordan frowned as well. "Charmine, one might lose her life from being slightly careless. Why don’t you negotiate and change to another game?"

Annabel's heart leaped to her throat, and her palm-sized face was filled with worry and fear. "Ms. Jordan, can you not do this? This is too dangerous, and if anything happens... The trail is on a cliff! If one falls down, it'll be over! Please, don’t compete in this round! For President Bailey, you can’t gamble on your life!"

Annabel was so worried that she almost cried. How she wished she could compete for Charmine.