Chapter 862: Bitch suits dog. Chapter 862: Bitch suits dog. By the ti Victoria Garcia rushed to the set, Alia Wilson was still filming with dedication.
Seeing her little sister so focused, Victoria didn’t disturb her, but stood to the side and watched, unnoticed by Alia, who was turned away from her.
So, it wasn’t until Alia had finished shooting for the day that Victoria approached her.
By then, it was nearing dinner ti.
“Sister, why are you here?” A delighted Alia called out.
Victoria smiled and said, “I finished my work at the company early today, so I ca to see you and also to treat you, my future superstar sister, to dinner. Interested?”
“Sure, I’m starving! Just let pack up first,” Alia replied while tidying up her things.
After everything was packed, Alia told her assistant Laura to head back and got into her sister Victoria’s car.
On the way to the car, they unexpectedly encountered Mia Garcia, who was now arm in arm with Harry Collins. It was as if they had literally blinded the eyes of the Garcia sisters—really, enemies on a narrow road.
Mia, looking slightly panicked but walking with steady strides, didn’t let go of Harry’s arm either.
Seeing the despicable duo, Alia couldn’t hold back and stepped forward to make a couple of cutting remarks, otherwise she wouldn’t feel relieved, “Wow, Mia, switching up n today? Where are all your foster uncles and sugar daddies? Is this one supposed to be your foster brother or sothing else?”
Anyone would find it hard to maintain their composure after such words.
“Alia Wilson, don’t spout nonsense,” Mia’s face turned ugly to the extre.
Mia was here for an advertisent shoot today, and the Third Young Master Collins had specially co to take her to dinner, which had pleased her for quite a while. She’d never imagined that her high spirits would crash into her loathso siblings, Alia and Victoria.
The embarrassnt they caused her made her hatred all the more palpable.
“Am I spouting nonsense? Isn’t what I said the truth? Isn’t the Third Young Master Collins here older than you? Or do you think he’s not fit to be your foster brother and should rather be your foster uncle or sugar daddy?” Alia asked, with a face suggesting she was enjoying the drama.
What a nauseating pair they made.
It was really a case of the bitch suited to the dog—I hope they last forever.
But Alia was not about to let them off without feeling her sting.
Seeing Mia’s tight expression, she must have been scared of her image being tarnished. After all, hooking up with soone like Harry Collins was certainly a step up from soone like Ethan Lee, so no wonder she was nervous.
“Mia, why waste your breath on such a woman? Let take you sowhere nice to eat,” Harry however, maintained an air of generosity and propriety.
If it were any other ti, Victoria might not have cared about the trashy couple being in each other’s company, but today she was in a bad mood and simply couldn’t resist spoiling the mood for those she detested.
She couldn’t help it—that’s just the way she was, unchangeable!
Upon hearing the Third Young Master’s comnt, Alia felt offended and couldn’t help but ask with a smile, “This kind of woman? What about this kind of woman? Did I offend you or bother you?”
“You know exactly what I an,” the Third Young Master replied coldly.
Alia laughed and said, “I’m sorry, but what do you an by ‘what I an’? I have no idea.” Alia looked at them again and couldn’t help but add, “But I do know one thing—you two really are a perfect match, it reminds of a saying.”
“The bitch suited to the dog will last forever!”
Alia didn’t hesitate to say this to their faces.
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