Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 184

Chapter 184

“What a coincidence that the entire surveillance system broke down that night and left us without clues. “commented Nial. “Only Tiffany can tell us what happened. Do you want to

meet her, Brother?”

“No, just go by yourself and find out what happened,” came Anthony’s reply.

Nial’s eyebrows furrowed. “Where are you going then?”

As they exited the elevator and entered Royal Banquet Bar, Anthony fixated his gaze on the distant Phoenix Hotel.

“I have other matters to care for. Take Momo with you.”

“No, no, I want to be with Daddy! Daddy said he’d bring me to Mommy!” Chris immediately clung to Anthony’s legs.

Anthony looked at the kid stuck to his legs and patted his little head. “Good boy, why do you want to come and disturb your mother and me? Are you going to be our third-wheeler?”

“Hm…” Chris pursed his lips and said indignantly, “I promise to be quiet and sleep next door

“Go with Uncle Nial,” persuaded Anthony. “I need to find out your birth mother’s identity and compensate her so that we can be with your Mommy forever.”

Chris’ face lit up with joy at his father’s plan. If his birth mother returned, Mommy would have to leave. He did not want her to leave; he liked her too much!

“Okay! I’ll go!” As he finished, he held Nial’s hand and ran away at high speed.

Anthony drove up to Phoenix Hotel. 1

While Phoenix Hotel was a five-star hotel, it was on a smaller scale of five-stars. A truly high end person would not stay there; he himself had never been there.

For Charmine’s sake, he visited the hotel for the first time.

In Room 909, Phoenix Hotel…

Charmine had forced herself to take a small bite as she patiently waited inside the room.

The doorbell rang not long after. Charmine went to look through the peephole and saw a man standing at the door in a suit and leather shoes. There was a badge on his chest that stated Manager’.

This was the manager Aunt Cherrie talked about. Charmine then opened the door and invited him in.

Manager Brown entered and bowed his head in respect. “Ms. Charmine, are you looking for m

e?”

“Yes. Please, sit.”

Once he entered, Charmine closed the door and sat on the other end of the sofa. Charmine did not beat around the bush as she got down to business. “I heard that you’re the manager of this floor, and that everyone who comes in and out will be registered.”

“Our hotel mandates that everyone should register first. We need to ensure our guests feel comforted,” remarked Manager Brown. “Every time a distinguished guest visits us, we’ll provide a gift. For example, the gift of the day is a cup.” Manager Brown passed a beautifully packaged porcelain cup to Charmine and continued, “We applied such a rule so we could prepare gifts from our warehouse for you. With that, we’ll record the name of the occupant and even details like how many guests they’re staying with. This is so that every customer is satisfied.”

Charmine looked at the cup and vaguely remembered that she was given a small gift as she was leaving the room five years ago.

However, Julian disliked the low-end gifts from the hotel. Instead of accepting the gift, he sent her out to buy new ones. At the time, she thought Julian was being nice to her, but who knew if Julian just did not want to bring home anything related to the hotel.

After all, every single item could have been evidence against Tiffany.

She collected her thoughts, looked at Manager Brown, and asked, “Then do you remember how many people have been in and out of this room for the past five years?” 1 “Well…” Manager Brown’s expression sank.