Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 117

He was right. Since Harriet was definitely drunk, the address she said was not where her apartment located, but the private villa Wesley used to live in.

The location and price represented wealth as well as social status. Therefore, even a superstar like Bryant was not able to live here if he didn’t have any background.

“Where can I find Wesley?” muttered Bryant. When he was about to help Harriet get back to the car and order a room in the hotel, the voice of Jack sounded nearby.

“Mr. Fox, leave Miss Clark to me, please.”

Bryant knew the man. He was the private assistant of Wesley. In most cases, his words represented what Wesley meant. However, at that time, Bryant was worried about leaving Harriet to that man.

“Is that what Mr. Smith mean? And where is he going to settle Harriet?”

Jack answered without an emotion, “It is Mr. Smith’s order. He will arrange it.”

Bryant frowned, “Since Harriet was brought here by me, I should be responsible for her. Besides, now that Mr. Smith has no relationship with her now, is it appropriate for him to meddle in her life?”

Not coming face to face with Wesley, Bryant said in a stronger tone.

Jack frowned, “Mr. Fox, let go, please.”

However, Bryant didn’t loosen his hand. “Or, I shall follow you to the place where you are going to bring Harriet. I must ensure she is safe.”

After hesitating for a while, Jack brought Harriet to the villa followed by Bryant, because his boss gave him no instruction except to bring Harriet back to the house.

“Mr. Smith, Miss Clark is in her room now, but Bryant also insists to stay. So...”

On the other end of the phone, Wesley was driving fast. When he heard Jack’s report, he frowned, “Jack Moor, are you a fool?”

Jack paused because of the scold, but then realized. “I’m sorry, Mr. Smith. I’ll let him go at once.”

“Let him stay there,” said Wesley, and he hung up quickly.

He would be at the villa in five minutes. He’d like to see how officious Bryant was.

“Wesley, I feel a headache...”

Sitting on the bed in a spacious bedroom, Harriet mumbled with a frown. Bryant sighed helplessly, “Harriet, have a look at me! I’m not your Mr. Smith!”

Then he quickly put a pillow behind Harriet, and poured a glass of hot water for her. “Here you are. Drink it to warm up your stomach.”

However, Harriet looked him up and down with squinting. “Bryant, why are you here? Where is Wesley?”

Bryant said with a wry smile, “Clear your mind! After canceling the contract with Pleasure Media, how could you count on Wesley? Besides, you are staying at his house now. Who knows if he would come here and be angry with you?”

He hoped Harriet could be soberer after sleeping for a while and they could leave together. Otherwise, he was afraid that Wesley would quarrel with her.

“You are right. I’ve canceled the contract with him,” Harriet laughed at herself, “How can I count on him? After all he is not short of actresses or women.”

Even if Bryant was a fool, he could know that she had already been caught in, judging by the disappointed tone.

“How silly you are! Since you know what man Wesley is, why did you give him your true heart?”

Harriet’s eyes were getting darker. “I didn’t want to...I didn’t want to be like that...”

But what could she do instead? Could the feeling about love be controlled? If it could, there wouldn’t be so many men and women who were dissatisfied with their relationship.

Mumbling for a while, Harriet began to be confused again and whined to Bryant, “Wesley, come here! Are you going to leave me alone?”