Warning: My Mommy Is A Savage! By Seeking A Peaceful

Warning My Mommy Is A Savage! Chapter 525 By Seeking A Peaceful



Chapter 525
Charmine did not want to, but since Dr. Weir pestered and waited for her to make her wish, she eventually relented as she
placed the paper crane on her right palm and prayed to it with her eyes closed.
Charmine did not know what to even pray for at that moment. She could fix everything in the company, and the only thing she
had no complete control over was the matter between her and Anthony. Still... To pray for love? How would God fix things that
were out of her control? Whatever! She would give it a try.
Dr. Weir studied Charmine’s face intensely. To a normal person, a face had five features, and a face was just a face. To him,
every inch of the skin would give out different signals.
Charmine’s eyes moved slightly, her right cheek undulated. The left side of the face was for matters while the right side was for
feelings...
His little girl was troubled by love! Moreover, her expression was stiff with her brows slightly bent. Her left brow was slightly
higher than her right brow-it showed that she had some difficulties in her love life. Putting the pieces together with Charmine’s
personality, this matter seemed to be out of her hands... It was up to a man! It was likely that the man she loved had flings with
another woman!
Charmine’s eyes opened then.
Dr. Weir could barely hold himself at the sight of her. “Don’t be too upset, Charmine, and don’t overthink things. Plenty of men
out there in the world that are amazing and extraordinary! Tell me what kind of man you like, and I’ll introduce you to them all!”
Charmine’s eyelids twitched. She just made her wish, yet Dr. Weir could make that out? Was this paper crane laced with
something suspicious? Did he put something on it? Dr. Weir’s scalp itched under her intense glare. He quickly looked away and
explained, “Haha, it’s nothing! I’m just looking forward to having a grandson-in-law soon. Right, head home now. Your brother is
still waiting for these medications to be saved! Don’t worry, your wish has been heard by the paper crane, and it’ll work out.” 1 Dr.
Weir then hung the bag of medications around Charmine’s shoulder and walked her out. Charmine thought of what had just
happened, though she believed Dr. Weir would not harm her. Nonetheless, she had to return to deal with a few issues at hand.
“Thank you for your blessing, Uncle Weir. Once I’ve resolved everything, I’ll come back to teach you how to ride a motorbike.”
“Go, go! I’ll try to learn it myself when I have the time,” ushered Dr. Weir as he put the short stack of books on the table into a
packet. He tossed them in as if they were unwanted rubbish, and the packet was like a coarse sack. Charmine wanted to refuse,

but she decided to bring them away anyway. Since Dr. Weir had
Chapter 525
given them to her, she could read them during her free time. She might even be able to cure Chris one day. 1 There were times
when ancient medical techniques would come in handy.
With that, Charmine placed the two bags given to her at the back of her motorbike: One was a bag full of medicines while
another was filled with books. The simple and plain-looking bags contradicted her sleek motorbike.
Once Dr. Weir saw Charmine driving away, he instantly took out his phone and called someone, “Find me a list of all the most
amazing single men in the world, below the age of thirty. They must be handsome, successful, and most importantly, no
entangled love history, and loyalty!”
Hmph! He wondered who the man Charmine fancied was. That man had the guts to upset her, did he? He had to find the most
remarkable man to take good care of his good goddaughter!
Charmine had no idea her love-life was once again arranged by her Uncle. She sped away with her motorbike.
It was late in the evening, and the sun was setting. Charmine took a shortcut and drove the fastest she could as she was alone.
She would be able to arrive in an hour’s time.


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.