Dorian Howards in her house, that guy had already become quite familiar. Alice Conley had to admit, this guy had a handsome face, and a way with words, making her parents so happy. Her mom's look at Dorian was as if she couldn't wait to marry her daughter off by tomorrow.
Dad was better, but Alice felt they couldn't rely too much on him; it was only a matter of time before he completely fell as well. Especially when Alice keenly spotted that Dorian had even brought a few bottles of Maotai to win over her dad.
It was simply... buying their hearts.
"Dorian, you should come over more often when you have time. When you're not here, our Alice often talks about you," Mrs. Conley said.
Alice almost slipped out of her chair. Goodness, since when did her mom learn to lie with her eyes wide open? How could she often bring up Dorian? Okay, even if she occasionally did, it was to complain about him, hoping to lower his status in her parents' eyes.
