Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 72

It was only after Tiffany spoke that the photographer

remembered she was there as well. He took a closer

look at the photograph.

While Tiffany did well, the background was colored

pink just like the flamingos on set. Tiffany’s green

clothes paled in comparison, and the eye could only

notice Charmine’s flaming-red outfit.

Her pale colors automatically made her fade into the

background, and it looked as if she was Charmine’s

supporting prop.

It did not help Tiffany’s case that Charmine was

leaning onto her as Tiffany looked into the camera

with a smile, clutching on to the flamingo’s neck.

Somehow, she managed to look like a dutiful and

diligent coffee table—a mere prop.

The other interpretation to the photograph was that

she looked like Charmine’s slave or servant girl as she

made way for Charmine.

Nevertheless, other than the fact that Tiffany

somehow became a supporting cast, i t was a perfect

photograph.

“No need for a second shot,” assured the

photographer. “it’s great! You can pack up.”

Hearing this, Charmine retreated to the changing

room.

After all, the outcome was already determined. There

was no room left for guessing!

Tiffany looked at Charmine’s retreating back with a

slight grin. She thought that Charmine must have

known she was at the losing end. If only she could get

the photos earlier and humiliate Charmine to death…

As she thought of this, she walked toward the

photographer. “Mr. Peter, you worked hard today.

Can I see today’s shots?” she spoke, her voice kind and

elegant that matched the beauty on her face.

“Of course you can. But, I’ll have you know that this

camera is really expensive and it cost me millions,”

he reminded. “Just stand at the side and I’ll give you a

peek.”

“Alright.” Tiffany moved aside and exchanged a silent

glance with Veronica.

Veronica calmly walked behind her and took out her

phone, pretending to play with it. However, her plan Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

was to use her phone’s camera to capture the photo.

Veronica did notice that Charmine’s hand moved

during the shoot, and it was clearly unprofessional.

She did not expect Charmine would turn out looking

good in the photograph.

Both of them expected to see Charmine’s ugly photo,

but the photo gave them the shock of their lives.

The photograph reduced Tiffany to a mere

background actor, almost as if she did not exist.

Charmine, with her flowing red dress, stole the

scene!

Her loose, red dress seemed to billow in the wind. It

looked like she was in the midst of midsummer’s

wind beautifully. The dress looked so good on her that

people would want to put themselves in her shoes.

Even Charmine’s solo shots were shockingly

stunning!

Of course, Tiffany’s solo shots were not bad; she was

eye-pleasing, fresh. Still, as they compared the shots,

she looked like a common maid.

The avocado green color made her look like she was

part of the set.

Tiffany clutched her heart, her fingernails almost

digging into her flesh.

How could this be? How could it turn out this

way?!

Charmine’s clothes were all heavy, stuffy, and ugly.

How could she have made it look s o good?

If these photos were to be circulated, it would be the

death of Tiffany’s career! Charmine would crush her!

She thought of this and tapped on Veronica’s leg, and

Veronica instantly caught on. She inhaled deeply

before she walked toward Tiffany and said, “Hey, you

did a good job with Charmine. This magazine edition

will surely—aah!”

Before she could finish her sentence, her leg was

accidentally caught on a wire and it sent her falling

toward Tiffany.

Caught off-guard, Tiffany knocked down the

photographer’s camera.

Plonk!

A loud clunk was heard as the camera fell onto the

floor and shattered into pieces. Even the camera’s SD

card fell out and snapped into two!