Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 88

Anthony would need to work harder. On the other side, Eric drove his car to Moon Studio.

Moon Studio served as a studio that exclusively did photoshoots for celebrities or even the international blockbuster in Burlington.

They were welcomed by Mingail, the person-in-charge of Moon Studio, upon their arrival.

“Hey, Eric. You’re here,” said Mingail with a bright smile on her face.

“Yeah! We need your place to take a photoshoot or two. Would that be troubling you?” Eric asked politely. 1

“Not at all, no worries. We have all the props and costumes available, so feel free to use them.” Mingail shook her head while scrutinizing Charmine from head to toe.

Eric brought Charmine to the wardrobe. She picked an avocado green dress and tied her hair up in a ponytail. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Let’s start now,” said Charmine to Eric.

“You sure you don’t need any makeup or styling?” he asked. 1

“No. Make me look as mediocre as possible,” said Charmine sternly as she walked toward the backdrop.

The backdrop was white, as dull as dishwater.

Eric did not get why Charmine would prefer a mediocre shot when others would usually want to be at their best. 1

Tiffany’s pictures were glamorous. Did Charmine not want to be on top of her?

“Charmine, are you trying to smash the cracked pot?”

“Do I look like that’s what I’m trying to do?” Charmine rolled her eye.

“Just get the shot done. Put them up online after some rough edits. You’ll know my intentions three days later,” Charmine continued, stumping him.

He knew that Charmine would not let the cat out of her bag, so he decided not to ask further and just do as he was requested to.

During the shoot, Charmine posed herself either sitting on the floor, pretending to yawn nonchalantly a few times, or casually holding onto her chin. With no makeup, she looked plain. Not to mention, the avocado green dress made her seem like any other ordinary bystander.

“Look, Charmine. Are you sure you want to publish this?” asked Eric, who was unable to suppress his disagreement any longer.

“Yes, as soon as possible. Remember, only rough edits.” She tapped Eric on his shoulder to stress that this was what she wanted.

It had been such a long time since she had burned the midnight’s oil this way. She was drained after the shoot and could not help constantly yawning after she left the studio.

Out of the blue, a black sports car stopped right next to her. Behind in the passenger’s seat was a muscular figure who was moving forward to open the door.

“Why are you here?” Charmine asked curiously when she saw him.