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?

had nothing to be

Oh, the troubles.

hung up and

more pitiable individual, yet she

a while yet still failed

she could only tell about how her ex-boyfriend lied to

sad. She needed him to drink

Perfect!

but as she turned back to the private room and just as

pungent alcoholic breath

lady, where are you going? You look

I can make you so happy

it." The

to teach him a lesson, she saw someone walking out of the

hers old enough to be

seen her, too. She held on to her boyfriend's hand

eyes lit up. She instantly acted weak and begged, "Sir, please let me go!" "Let you go? Not a chance! You come with me to have a few drinks, and I'll let

bad she might turn out after drinking or what would