Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Chapter 116 My Stuff

A black car was running steadily on the street. Bryant broke the silence that never existed before while

he was driving.

“What’s wrong with you? You look more dead than alive. Others may regard it as my bullying!”

It seemed that Harriet had just gathered her senses again. As she looked up, the dispirited expression

on her face disappeared immediately. “Nothing! I think I have the right to be depressed since I have just

canceled a contract with Pleasure Media.”

Bryant sighed and asked jokingly, “You really did it! Then will you have to pay a large amount of

penalty? Do you need my support? I am a man of conscience.”

“Come on! I dare not borrow money from Mr. Fox, a superstar, in case when being exposed in the

future, your fans would do some crazy things to me.”

Seeing the woman feeling better, Bryant asked in a serious tone,

“Harriet, do you really decide to leave Pleasure Media? You may not have a better development after

that. Besides, do you really have a relationship with Wesley Smith as they discussed on the Internet?”

Harriet curled the corners of her lips carelessly, “What do you think?”

“I definitely trust you. Did Wesley Smith force you to say the words?”

Harriet laughed at Bryant’s firm appearance, but still answered calmly, “No. Those are all truth. I was

truly his lover, and occupied the high-quality resources shamelessly. However, I couldn’t be as popular

as you. That’s my fate.”

Bryant was shocked for a while and then tried to comfort her, “Harriet, these words are not what you

might say. I’m not used to you being so discouraged. Or for the sake of your bad emotion, let me treat

you to a meal!”

Harriet’s eyes grew wide. “Bravo! As you said, I really feel hungry now.”

After the chat with Bryant, Harriet felt far more relaxed. It was true that the attention could be distracted

by twitter.

The two covered themselves fully and went to a western restaurant with a pair of sunglasses.

The customers in this kind of gourmet restaurant were very quiet and no one paid attention to them.

Even if they were recognized, they wouldn’t be disturbed deliberately. So they could follow their hearts

while eating.

“How long haven’t you eaten a good meal?” Noticing Harriet eating devotedly, Bryant couldn’t help

making fun of her.

Harriet looked up. “Both my mind and energy were worn out these days, so I can’t even have a good

meal.”

While the two were chatting, Jack was sitting in a car near the restaurant, looking at the building with a

deep frown.

He mumbled, “The president changed a car midway and left with Miss Brown, but asked me to track

after Miss Clark. I really can’t understand why. Which woman does he prefer, Miss Brown or Miss

Clark?”

Meanwhile, Camille and Wesley were having meal face to face in a fancy restaurant.

“Wesley, the food here tastes the same as before,” Camille began the conversation, “It seems that they

didn’t change the chief.”

Then, she watched the man’s expression, but only found that he didn’t respond to her and even didn’t

looked up as the words were not be heard.

Camille was a little unpleasant. So far, Wesley was the first man who didn’t mind her at all. Since many

other men paid much attention on her while eating, she couldn’t accept Wesley’s attitude to her.

“What’s wrong, Wesley?”

Wesley finally looked up with alienated eyes. “You are not qualified to call my name.”

Camille was choked by the words, but then pretended to be generous with a smile. “Wesley, these

words are too strange to me. Anyhow we used to be lovers, but now you are so indifferent to me. Is it

because of Harriet?”

Hearing the words, Wesley stopped eating.

Camille understood him immediately. Though being jealous, she spoke slowly, “If you can’t forget the

woman, you can go and find her. Some women just like to do something in order to attract men’s

attention, and she...”

Wesley interrupted her coldly, “Camille, you’ve said too much.”

The woman was shocked. Then she lowered her head and stopped the words with an embarrassing

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After a long silence, Wesley said suddenly, “Moreover, don’t do anything improper. I do not want to

hear more scandals about Harriet.”

With her eyes widely open, Camille was astonished. “Mr. Smith, what are you talking about? I can’t

understand you.”

“I don’t like a wise woman.” Wesley looked at her with sharp and cold eyes. “I won’t haggle over the

things you have done in secret. You can regard it as a gift for being a staff at Pleasure Media. But that’s

enough.”

Hearing the words, Camille’s face was getting paler and paler.

This man knew what she had done! She thought that she could hide it perfectly.

It was she who had strewed the gossips, which included Harriet and Wesley had lived together and the

acting schedule was delayed for Harriet putting on airs. She thought that she could hide it secretly, but

to her surprise, the man had found that so quickly.

“Mr. Smith, I didn’t mean it. I just want one less competitor. This is human nature, which shouldn’t be

blamed.” Camille spoke, pretending to be calm after thinking for a while.

Wesley didn’t look up. “You should remember that Harriet is not your target.”

Camille bit her lips reluctantly. “Why? Does Mr. Smith still love her?”

Wesley looked up slowly. His stare made her body stiffened.

“As my stuff, even if she is thrown away by me, others don’t have the right to touch her.”

His manner of speaking was frightening. However, at the thought of Harriet being like a toy for Wesley,

Camille responded cheerfully, “I see. I shall remember Mr. Smith’s instruction.”

In a moment, Jack called him. “Mr. Smith, Miss Clark and Bryant have gone out of the restaurant and

are going to drive home. Should I continue following them?”

The eyes of Wesley were deep. “Keep following them and tell me her destination.”

After answering his boss, Jack felt amazed, because his boss had never ordered him like that except

for this woman. Maybe Mr. Smith was really into Miss Clark.

Sitting on the car driven by Bryant, Harriet had been totally drunk for having a really bad mood today,

or, more precisely, these days. Therefore, she was eager to vent her sorrow in this way. But at the

moment she was in the state of unconsciousness for drinking too much.

“Hello, Harriet! Don’t sleep now! You haven’t told me the location of your home,” Bryant asked her

hurriedly.

Then after Harriet told him an address in a daze, Bryant was surprised.

“Wow, Superstar Clark! I can’t believe that you live in such luxurious district. No wonder you can be so

brave to cancel the agreement. You should be very wealthy, right? Wait. Status is also required to buy

a house here. I wanted to buy one before but failed due to my poor status. How did you make it?”

After his ramble for a while, Bryant found that the woman had fallen asleep on the seat.

Finally, Bryant parked the car in Huanlong Villas at Purple Mountain and helped Harriet get out of the

car.

“Can you tell me which one is your home?”

Harriet was totally drunk. “I can’t remember it...Ask Wesley to pick me up. He knows that.”

Bryant was dumbfounded. “Princess, didn’t you stop your relationship with Mr. Smith? Wait! Is it Wesley

who lives here?”