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.
Oh, how Dior's eyes burned with flames of ferocity.
Not one soul had laid a hand on her from a young age. She was Dior Granger, princess of the Granger family!
Dior wanted to lift her hand and slap Sonia, but she knew that the moment she would lift her hand, George would try and fish out her phone.
Dior could only glare at Sonia. "Don't you dare! As long as I'm here, you won’t be able to lie to Harry!”
Sonia's smirk deepened into one 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 even accepted the baby I had with another man! Isn't that something?"
Sonia's words stabbed Dior’s heart like a sharp dagger.
Dior's face changed. She felt pain in her heart.
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