Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 1312

During the meal, Dior kept asking her friend for advice on making a cold man drunk.

She asked a pile of questions, and perhaps her friend found it annoying that she phoned her right after.

She looked at Harry. She could not answer the call right at his face, but she desperately needed to know.

Dior put down her fork and excused herself, "I'll go to the washroom." "Okay."

She walked out and turned a corner to pick up the call.

"What is it? Is there a win-win solution?" "Make him drink!" hissed her confidante.

"Of course I know that!" retorted Dior. "The question is, how to make him drink more?"

He drank only tea throughout their dinner so far, and not once did he touch the alcohol, much to Dior's chagrin.

The friend said, "Tell him how pitiable you are, then. Make it as bad as possible. This way, he'd feel bad for you and pity you. He'd listen to whatever you say.”

Dior blinked. Tell him how pitiable she was?

nothing to be

Oh, the troubles.

hung up and looked

the more pitiable individual, yet she had

about it for a while yet still failed to come

how her ex-boyfriend lied to her

felt sad. She needed

Perfect!

at the idea, but as she turned back to

pungent

you going? You look

me. I can make you so happy

like it." The man reached out to hold her against him. Dior squinted and

was about to teach him a lesson, she saw

that rich boyfriend of hers old enough to be her

her, too. She held on to her boyfriend's hand and stared at

please let me go!" "Let you go?

after drinking or