Chapter 1311
However, why did he merely leave the photos at the corner?
Was he not supposed to toss them away?
Darn. He loved that woman so much that he probably missed her!
Dior pouted and swore to herself that she had to win this man over!
She would be the one throwing out these photos!
Thinking of that made her feel gratified.
Dior then wanted to ask him out that afternoon, but after sitting in his house for a while, he said he had to do something outside.
Speechless, Dior dejectedly returned to the gallery.
She was not in the zone throughout the afternoon. In the evening, Dior went home to dress up. After putting on some makeup, she put on the right shade of lipstick.
She put on a sexy red gown along with ten-centimeters high heels.
She looked haughty, ravishing, seductive, and sexy.
Once she finished her makeup, she phoned Harry excitedly, "Are you free yet? I can pick you up." "Yes, I'm free.” "Okay, where are you? I’ll come and get you."
Harry just got in his car, but he got out when he heard Dior’s offer. "ES Mall," he replied.
"Okay, wait for me. I'm coming over now." "Okay."
Dior hung up and thought of how that night was their first dinner together. Her heart skipped a beat.
Her thoughts then brought up the possibilities of making him drunk...
Dior's ears grew hot. She picked up her bag and went downstairs.
She was not close to the ES Mall; it was quite far. Even so, she could almost see the man smoking by the roadside.
He was dressed in his Armani suit, his side-profile facing her.
Dark eyes, a slinky body, and a charming, handsome face...
Darn it! Somebody should kill her!
How was there such a handsome man in the world?
Dior did not get enough of him as she stared at him blankly.
Her car pulled up beside him.
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