Chapter 971 Fake, Empty Comfort
- “Yeah. Why don’t we head downstairs to the café and talk?” Seeing her waver, Wisteria Summers pressed on.
- Hermione tipped her chin, still cold and proud. “Don’t you dare play tricks this time. Lie to me again, and I’ll make you pay.”
- “I wouldn’t dare. Come on.” Wisteria smiled and looped her arm through Hermione’s like they were close.