Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1839

[Die-hard fan +1]

Waverly leaned on the sofa in a luxurious room.

Her fingers, ones with nails painted, pressed on her phone screen as she scanned the comments, smirking as she did.

50 billion sales within half a day. Charmine had nothing to compete with her!

She could not hide the pride on her face. She took a sip of her red wine elegantly and had a thought. Eyes narrowed, she logged onto Wave’s official account and wrote the following post, one that forwarded a challenge.

[Within ten days, Wave’s sales will be 20 times more than Poulenc's!

Should I fail, I will pay Poulenc two billion! If Charmine, owner of Poulenc, loses, she will apologize to me and for what she did in the past! Do you dare to accept the challenge, @Charmine?]

The post went viral across social media, and people online had things to say about it, too.

[Waverly is challenging Charmine?] [Waverly is Tiffany after plastic surgery. Her rage with Charmine goes all the way back. She came back for revenge, huh?] [Hahaha! What a hefty bet, this is! Two billion; I like it!] [I like their promotions! I support Wave!] [I will support whoever with the best offers!] [Wave will win!]

Many wealthy heiresses did not like Poulenc. They instead went to Wave's stores and spent millions on their products, much to Waverly's glee.

The smile on her face broadened.

She was not a match to Charmine in the past, but that did not mean she would stay that way forever.

Charmine merely produced the products for a few years. How could she compete with international brands that had been established over a few decades?

Furthermore, the products in Wave were the top ten luxury brands in the world, while Charmine's Poulenc was just a small brand she started.

Charmine would lose to her, and it already tasted like victory for her.

Waverly smiled proudly and put down her phone. She continued to drink the red wine elegantly.

Early in the morning, Charmine's phone kept buzzing nonstop. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Countless people messaged her on Whatzupp with over 99 unread messages.

Her Tweeter account was bombarded with over 999 direct messages, and she lagged for a few times before being able to sign in.

After signing in, she received countless messages.

What happened? Why were there so many private messages?

Frowning, she clicked on the inbox-button and noticed all the messages were about Waverly’s challenge and asking her to accept her challenge.

Charmine clicked on the link and was instantly redirected to Waverly's post.

Waverly wanted to make 20 times more sales than Poulenc's, did she?

Hah! Sales were not the problem.

However, she wondered if Waverly could even stay alive in the next ten days...

Charmine’s red lips curled into a smirk as she logged onto Poulenc’s official page and posted the following.

[Instead of two billion bucks, I want to watch you eat your sh*t livestream!] 1

All too quickly, this post became the most-searched post, and people online were exhilarated to have seen it.

[Livestream eating sh*t? This reminds me of the whole eat-your-crap-Julian back then!] [Oh, yeah! Julian made an online bet saying that Charmine wouldn't stun the show, and he ended up embarrassing himself!] [Haha! Charmine forced him to livestream it for a few days. In the end, he ate civet’s coffee beans!] [After so long, Boss Jordan is still Boss Jordan!] [Thinking back, I think Boss Jordan did it on purpose! Julian once stood up for Tiffany, the third-wheeler. Now that Julian's gone bankrupt, is Tiffany coming back for trouble?]