Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Harriet's heart jumped faster, and she swallowed subconsciously. She was a little bit frightened, thinking if he would do what she said.

She was so furious that she lost her mind. Didn't she just dig a hole for herself?

Harriet wanted to rip her mouth, "You have no right to restrict my personal freedom."

"Are you capable of bargaining with me?" The man asked with a chuckle.

The words suddenly stuck in her throat. After a while, Harriet bit her gums and scolded him angrily, "You are...a yellow dog."

"I've never been kind." He said lightly.

Harriet was speechless and didn't want to say a word to him. She hung up the phone directly.

Damned it! If it were not for her brother, she would have gone away in the beginning. Who would care about him!

He was the evil capitalist and the cancer of the society. How didn't God thunder him to death and rescue her from the sufferings.

She threw away her phone and jumped into the bed, thumping her pillow a few times as a vent.

While Wesley, who was hung up by her, was not angry at all but he raised the corner of his lips slightly.

Rubbing his fingertips on the screen of his phone, he seemed to think of something interesting, and the smile got bigger.

Jack pretended not to see it but lowered his head and relieved.

He thought they would have a quarrel.

"Notify the marketing department for a meeting." After put away his smile, Wesley got up and walked to the meeting room.

The senior executives clearly felt that the boss who was usually serious seemed to be easy-going at the meeting.

Although Harriet was particularly dissatisfied with her schedules, she still went to work the next day.

The contracts had been signed. She had to compensate the liquidated damages if she refused to do by following the contracts. She didn't want to lose the gains.

During the break, Harriet checked her Facebook which had not logged in for a few days.

Harriet was too lazy to updates her Facebook in the past but since Molly became her agent, she asked her to post an update in two or three days to keep the interaction with her fans.

What was this arrangement?

Harriet stared, and found that her Facebook fans had suddenly risen by more than two million.

"Molly, my fans have increased a lot."

Molly checked it and said happily, "Maybe you really are going to take off."

rolled her eyes and pointed to a comment saying, "Are

YY her: Get out of the entertainment circle, sucker, it is people like you who messes up the

Molly immediately plumped up her cheeks, "She

Harriet did not retort it but just closed

had followed her in a second.

casually clicked on and looked at the Facebook name, which was actually called Wesley Smith!

really be that man? Harriet has

the account carefully as if she found out a big secret.

followed three people in total. The profile was quite

end, Harriet concluded that it was not the account of Wesley.

and left the account behind. Jack called her again when she almost finished

I'll wait

Harriet frowned why he didn't say it early if he

"Wesley wants to see me?" She

told me to take you back to Opera Villa."

Who cared to go there? Harriet could not say like

Harriet took a hard time to figure out an excuse to make her leave her alone.

Harriet saw Jack's car at a glance when she came out.

She didn't say a word to Jack on the way but just post an update

"Jingle!"

was from her phone, but it was

to see that Jack's phone screen was on and a message was being pushed on it when she raised her head. She took

weird expression. Jack had a Facebook

So the account she discovered before was the one of Wesley?

help asking him, "Do you often use Facebook?"

occasionally." He thought to himself

Harriet wanted to ask whether Wesley also browsed the Facebook, but she had not

whether he browsed Facebook or

again, clicked into that account, and was surprised to find that the account was

a counterfeit, Harriet decisively canceled to follow him.

arrived at the villa and Wesley also came back coincidentally. Harriet met him at the door.

Harriet followed Wesley and

a glass of water. Harriet went

swept her sight unintentionally at the floor-to-ceiling windows at the half way and found that

was so frightened that she held her breath. She pinched her palms tightly, looked

was sure

at Wesley while trying to stay calm. She coquettishly said, "Wesley, I would

she spoke, she secretly observed the man behind the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wesley seemed to be willing to do that and took milk from the refrigerator

this moment, the shadow suddenly moved, and a black object was exposed and aimed

soon

exclaimed and

gunshot and she felt