Chapter 1328
When she caught the glint in Faye's eyes, Charmine understood something.
She did not react to her as she sipped her tea languidly. Dior noticed the vague aloofness in her eyes, and she turned to look at Faye again.
Dior never liked pretentious women, but she did not want to ask her to leave.
"Oh, well, have a seat," offered Dior.
Faye did not understand their facial expressions at all, but she sat beside Charmine nevertheless.
Charmine was speechless.
Faye sat down and said to Dior, "My brother taught Charmine the skill she showcased in the Cultural Olympics."
Dior watched the livestream the other day and was interested. "Where's your brother?" "My brother isn't here today.’’ "Oh, what a pity."
Dior was interested to meet someone with such rare abilities.
During the meal, Faye made a toast to Charmine.
"Charmine, here's to congratulate you for winning the Cultural Olympics!"
Charmine looked at her coldly. She wanted to ignore her, but the guests that fully occupied the nearby table looked at her. Furthermore, she was just seen at the competition, and Chris was with her at the table as well.
She could only raise her glass to clink it against hers.
When she placed it down, Faye filled up her glass again. "Charmine, thank you for convincing my brother and putting in so much effort to treat him."
She made another toast at Charmine.
Charmine pursed her lips and drank up.
"Charmine, you even found a doctor to treat my ankle. Today is a special occasion, and from now on, we're a family. For this, I'd like to make another toast to you." 1
Charmine was discombobulated.
Charmine looked mildly intoxicated as she shrugged off their gaze. The moment she spotted Anthony walking toward them in the corner of her eyes, mischief flared in her eyes...
She wanted to know what Faye wanted to do!
Hearing Faye's lie, Chris shot her a vicious stare. "You're lying! My Mommy isn't drunk because of Uncle Guy-you're the one who made her drink a lot!"
Faye's face turned white as she glared at Chris. "Stop lying, kid!" "You're lying!" "No, you!"
Alas, with the boy being Anthony's son, she could not do anything about him and could only attempt to soothe him, "Whatever you say."
All that mattered was Charmine got drunk.
Anthony was coming their way, too.
The drama was about to start!
Charmine, meanwhile, held Chris' hands tighter, and the boy instinctively looked up at her and into her steely eyes.
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