Chapter 1715

Dior scoffed at both Sonia and George, though pressing her pocket tightly as she did.

Noticing just how alarmed she was, Sonia was more certain that Dior had recorded their conversation.

Sonia tried grabbing at her pocket to reach for her phone, yet she was considerably weaker than Dior was. Despite struggling against her, she still could not move Dior's hand away from her pocket, much to her fury.

Running out of patience, Sonia lifted her hand and-

Smack! A slap landed on Dior's body.

"B*tch! Who do you think you are?" growled Sonia. "How dare you stick your nose into my plans? Move your hand away now!"

A stinging pain was left in the aftermath of Sonia's slap, and a red handprint was left on Dior's fair skin.

how Dior's eyes burned with flames

her from a young age. She was Dior

lift her hand and slap Sonia, but she knew that the moment she would lift her hand, George would

dare! As long as I'm here, you won’t be able to

of animosity as she sneered. "Aww, how sweet-l’m almost touched! Ah, but what's the point in doing all of this? You've done so much for Harry, but not only does he not care about you, he’d give up his life for me! All I have to do is be all soft and pretty. He

stabbed Dior’s heart like a sharp

face changed. She felt pain

was true? Even though Harry did not like her, she would not allow him to

given George her signal, to which George sprang into action, reaching out and pulling Dior’s hand

morphed as she began to put up a fight. "Let

from the pain in her ankle as she

in

powerful individual physically, had managed to lock Dior's hands behind her

excruciating pain, Dior's body went limp, and Sonia seized the opportunity to reach into

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