Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Who knew what kind of invitation was needed just for a drink, there wasn’t a banquet with a bunch of rules.

"Wesley Smith invited me here, would you go in and announce it?" Harriet Clark spoke with patience.

However, the security guard said strictly, "Sorry, Miss Harriet. You can't go in without an invitation."

Harriet Clark was so angry that she couldn't help but smile. Wasn't it obvious to embarrass her? The security guard had known her name was Harriet. Wesley Smith should have told him before, but now he deliberately refused to let her in and let her make a fool of herself at the door. Who believed it if it wasn't intentional.

"Are you going in? If you don't, please excuse me.” Someone was there to urge.

Harriet Clark had to give the way. Len Davis said when he saw the situation, "Let's go back since Mr. Wesley doesn't welcome you?"

"No way!" Harriet Clark frowned, "I can't come back without doing something."

Besides, she was determined to get some information from Wesley Smith. She heard what he said before; it was obvious that he had found out the whereabouts of her brother.

At this time, an impatient voice sounded behind her, "Who is so ignorant of the rules to block the door?"

Harriet Clark turned around and found out that it was Camille Brown's personal assistant who was leading the way, she was trying to push her away impolitely, but Camille Brown said with a lazy tone, "be polite, this is Miss Harriet."

The personal assistant was stunned, then humbly bowed her head and stopped talking, while Camille Brown looked at the situation and immediately got a general picture.

"Miss Harriet, did you forget to bring the invitation?"

Harriet Clark didn't expect that this woman would help her out of embarrassment, so she didn't hesitate, "Yes, it's a hurry to go out." Camille Brown waved to the security guard. "Are you blind? How dare you stop Miss Harriet?"

With that, she stepped forward and looked at Harriet Clark, "Let's go in together. I'm also looking for Boss Wesley. Don't you mind? "

"No.”

talk to Wesley

not dare to stop

noisy on the other, the upstairs was suitable for chatting, and the downstairs was suitable for indulgence. The superior sound insulation glass and pattern distribution made the two venues

sighed that it was a place where only rich people could afford to play. It was estimated that ordinary bars can only afford a fraction of the cost

speaking as

were not pleasant, Harriet Clark could see the disdain in her

ex girlfriend. Even

was skeptical about this explanation. "You said I was an ex, and Mr. Wesley and I are no longer related. You

wrong. I don't want to help you, but I know you must come here to find Wesley. To be

she just want to see who Wesley Smith liked

in a card seat to watch the changes after receiving a reassuring look from

a private room upstairs was opened by Camille Brown, The air in the room was still fresh in addition to some alcohol,

really a great honor for you to come here today. All the expenses today

an ingratiating voice as soon she as entered

at the door,

Clark didn't care. She nodded politely and

you come here? You are late. You'll be

It seemed that all of them were heirs or new owners in the rich or noble circle, and none of them could be provoked. It was just one

red wine glass and said with a smile,

drink, but a young man next to her grabbed her glass and drank

a girl to drink too much. I'm willing to be punished instead of her,

what the man meant, but there was a slight irritation in Camille

of people in the entertainment industry was inseparable from the funding of the sponsor since she was involved in the entertainment industry. The promotion of people depended on these big men in the business circle. Therefore, as a qualified entertainment person, she could recognize several familiar faces

representative of the Song Group and had the final say in the Song family, and

is --" Harriet Clark was