chapter 1647


    It was different from when Sonia came with Harry thest time. She constantly looked annoyed while


    Harry had to repetitively cheer her up. Sonia did not even smile!


    Although she did not make it explicit, it was apparent from Sonia''s attitude that she belittled the vige.


    Dior, maintaining eye contact with the vige chief, felt an affinity for the elderlydy. "Grandma, is


    there something on my face?" she asked.


    Why did she look at her like this?


    "Nothing." The vige chief snapped out of her thoughts. "I''m looking at the flower on your face. You''re


    very beautiful."


    Dior smiled proudly and caressed her own face, saying, "Thank you, Grandma."


    She then turned to look at Harry, seemingly saying, ''Look at me. I''m beautiful, so you better cherish


    me!''


    However, Harry merely looked at her coldly and acted as if nothing had happened, much to Dior''s


    chagrin.


    ''What a heartless man! Well, thanks to you, you just made me want to sleep with you more!'' "Harry,


    Dior, go and have a seat," said the vige chief. "The dinner will be ready soon." "Okay." Dior nodded.


    Harry nodded and went inside.


    With one look, Harry already noticed Anthony, sitting alone, seemingly aloof.


    Anthony, feeling his presence, looked his way as well.


    They exchanged nces, and it was as if a spark of electricity darted between them, but it onlysted


    for a second before Harry looked away.


    He had aplex look on him as he sat by the side.


    Dior, meanwhile, was captivated by the dancing vigers, not seeing what had happened between


    Harry and Anthony.


    She looked away happily and said, "Harry,e and dance with me!"


    Harry looked at her. "No."


    Dior was dumbstruck at that. "Boring," she muttered, pouting. "I''ll go on my own, then!"


    As Dior made her way to the vigers, she spotted Charmine, much to her surprise. She even thought


    she was hallucinating.


    Blinking, she looked once more, only to be certain that it was, no doubt, Charmine.


    Dior walked toward her, still shocked. "Charmine? Is it you?”


    Charmine was just as surprised to have seen Dior. "Ms. Granger?"


    Dior, acting as though she had just met a rtive, sat by her side and smiled. "It’s so nice to see you


    here."


    Charmine asked, "Why did youe here?" "I''m..." Dior looked at the proud man not far from her.


    "Hoping to satisfy my heart and sight."


    Charmine followed Dior''s gaze and noticed the handsome man at the end. Knowing Dior well, she


    instantly knew what was going on. "All the best, then." "Hehe!" Dior smiled. "What brings you here,


    though?"


    Charmine said, "My father and I came to develop this beautiful vige."


    Dior looked at her with admiration. ''You''re incredibly powerful, Charmine. You even have so much


    business sense. I don’t, and here I am, with only a handsome man in sight."


    Charmine''s red lips curved into a smile as she eyed the guy Dior was looking at. ''Your man is


    surrounded by women." "Wait, what!?"


    Dior turned around to see a young woman walking up to her Harry, incessantly talking about whatever


    she was talking about.


    Argh! How could she speak to her man?!


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    Dior looked at Charmine. "Excuse me.”


    She sashayed toward Harry and the woman, her heels clicking as she did, all while Charmine watched


    with a small smirk, i Only Dior could deal with those annoying women.