Chapter 2747 Slept 3
"I just said, how can half a glass of red wine get anyone drunk?" Ivana Bennett enthusiastically took the wine glass, "Phoebe, want some more?"
"No, if I drink more, I'll really get drunk." Phoebe hurriedly refused.
Although she didn't have much emotion now, her rational mind still held a natural instinct for self-protection, and she didn't let loose just because she had no reaction to one glass.
"Alright then." Ivana didn't press her, "By the way, husband, why did you call me over just now?"
Lucas Walker glanced at Phoebe with some wariness. Clearly, he didn't want to mention the plan in front of her.
"It's about Satan." Phoebe said, holding her cup, "We want to lure him out."
Ivana exchanged a glance with Phoebe, a grin playing at her lips.
"Just now, Phoebe and I were discussing taking the initiative. It seems... great minds think alike."
With that, she turned to Phoebe.
"Phoebe, how about you tell us your plan?!"
