Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1951

Charmine picked up the bloody parcel and eyed sharply the bloody knife inside.

Who was trying to threaten her?

Anthony instantly took out his phone to call Luke to investigate.

Ten minutes later, Luke called him back.

"This is an elaborate scheme, Boss; we can't trace who sent this at all!

Every piece of evidence had been destroyed. I tried to retrieve any piece of evidence we could get, but what I got in the end was blurry footage."

Anthony hung up and turned to Charmine. "Can’t find anything."

Charmine looked at the time. "Let's just head to work for the time being. I’ll ask Kay to look into this." "Okay."

This event unsettled Grandma Bailey deeply. She watched as Anthony and Charmine walked out before chasing after them, pleading, "Charmine, Anthony, be careful when you’re out. Call the police instantly if anything seems out of the ordinary!" © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Charmine turned back to look at the elder before calmly replying, "We will, Grandma."

She had been through countless trials. This measly trick barely threatened her!

Nonetheless, the person behind this.Jncident had intrigued her.

Don’t worry yourself too much, dearest," assured Anthony as he held onto her small hand. "It’s probably just some pervert, too."

Charmine nodded. Although she was curious, she was not intimidated by this small act.

True enough, the incident did not bother her for the rest of the day. She went to Poulenc’s outlet so she could settle a few business affairs, to boot, and Anthony came to pick her up at eight o'clock at night after work.

Both of them seemed to have forgotten about what had happened that morning as they talked about work-related matters on the way home.

However...

When they reached home, the doorbell rang.

Another maid, who was completely unknowing of what had happened earlier that day, went ahead to bring back a pile of parcels.

"Sir, Madam, the delivery man said that these are sent by ’fans of

Antharmine.’" "Fans of Antharmine, you say?" Charmine frowned, baffled. "What does that mean?" "Look at you." Anthony ruffled her hair. "It’s Anthony and Charmine; me and you!"

Only then did it click for Charmine. "We have fans now?"

They even came up with such a cute nickname for them.

Anthony and Charmine chatted as they took the parcels, but the thought of the bloody package they received that morning still lingered in their minds.

Charmine frowned and hesitated to open, but Anthony was level-headed of the situation. "Stay away, I’ll open them."

Charmine nodded. Although she was not scared, she would not turn down Anthony's thoughtful action for her sake.

Anthony absent-mindedly chose one of the parcels and opened it... revealing a bloodied dead cat inside.

The strong metallic smell of blood wafted into the air before Anthony quickly shut it close.

With a dead-set, cold expression, Anthony’s mind began to work on wanting to find out the perpetrator.

He opened another parcel, revealing yet another dead animal-a dead mouse, in fact. The entire parcel was full of its disgusting organs.

”D*mn it!" Anthony tossed the box aside and said to the butler, "Get to the bottom of this" "Yes, Sir!"

The housekeeper had to hold back her fear and clean up the mess.

Charmine's expression turned grim. It was at that moment that she began taking the situation seriously, that it was more than just a prank.

She took out her phone and called Kay, "Use everything you have and track down the sender of the parcels sent to the Bailey Mansion."

She wanted to find out who pulled these disgusting, outrageous stunts.