After knocking the door for a long time, someone finally came to open it.
Harriet looked inside and found a middle-aged woman looked at them in astonishment, "You are…"
It seemed obvious that she didn't met her before.
"Hello, aunt. I am a friend of Aya and I came here to visit her." Harriet said and gave her a wink:
This woman must be Aya's relative because they looked similar. Anyway, I need to be friendly at first and acted according to circumstances.
The woman was stupefied and had deep-seated faith in Harriet's words. She answered in relief, "Well, you are her friend. Thank you for coming here on purpose. But Aya is in a bad mood now and doesn't want to see anyone."
Harriet hurriedly said, "No problem. I can just get in and have a look. It's ok if she doesn't want to talk to me."
"Well…"
A chaotic voice came from the room, "Mom, who's that?"
Harriet recognized that it was Aya at once.
The girl was thin and paled as expected, as if she got a big sick. Besides, her eyes looked dim, however, she wasn't unconscious.
"Aya, I am Harriet."
Hearing the voice of Harriet, Aya stared up her eyes, "What are you doing here?"
She rushed towards Harriet and wanted to ripped her, however, she didn't make it because Len blocked in the way.
"What do you want to do?" Len spoke with the force of justice.
Aya stopped and laughed wretchedly, "What? Do you also want to hurt me after seeing that I am in such a pathetic situation?"
Harriet said in a placid mood, "Calm down. I just want to ask you something. I will try if you want me to compensate you."
As if hearing a joke, Aya answered, "What, compensate? Can you bring back my dad?"
Harriet stiffed.
Hearing what they were talking, Aya's mother got the point and interrupted them, "Wait. Are you going to enquire her dad's things?"
Harriet could only talk with the relatively calmer one when seeing Aya was unwilling to communicate, "Yes, aunt. My name is Harriet and I am Colin's sister. Actually, I want to figure out my brother's situation and what happened on that day."
"It's you!" Mrs. Watson's face suddenly changed, but she didn't get angry at first, instead, she told Aya to get back to her room in a poker face.
"Mom, what are you going to talk about with this girl? It is her brother who has killed my dad and ruined me!" Aya roared.
Mrs. Watson said coldly, "Just go back to your room. I am going to talk with her about this."
Aya stormed to her room when finding that her mother didn’t want to take her advice.
Seeing her daughter get into the room, Mrs. Watson turned around. A deep hatred showed in her eyes, and then…
"Clap". Mrs. Watson slapped Harriet with full strength.
"You!" Len raised up his voice in astonishment.
On the other side, Harriet was incredibly calm. She had expected that she would be treated by the Watson Family in this way. No matter what, it was true that her brother had involved Aya's father into trouble and it was understandable that her mother slapped her.
"How dare you come to visit her?" Mrs. Watson sneered, and then she laughed wryly, "Well, how dare you not? Our family doesn't have any power or strength."
Harriet knew Mrs. Watson would ask for indemnity. She seemed to be plain and sincere, however, she was clever and astute because she didn't expel her when she knew her identity.
Any favorable information came with a prize. Harriet knew this rule after staying a long time in the entertainment industry.
"How much do you want? I will give you as long as I can afford."
After a discussion, Harriet and Len decided to give them a house.
Mrs. Watson's requirement was within her expectation. Their family needed a large sum of money. Aya spent a lot after she got blind and went to the hospital for treatment. It was good for her to be able to see a little and could go back to her room on her own. However, the afterwards treatment required more money.
If it were not her daughter, Mrs. Watson would expel Harriet as soon as possible and wouldn't discuss conditions with her.
After getting on Len's car, Harriet brought out her phone and called Wesley.
The other side picked up the phone after a few seconds and Harriet asked directly, "Mr. Smith, are you available now?"
However, a sluggish woman's voice came from the other side of the phone, "I am sorry. Mr. Smith is taking a shower…What? Are you Harriet?"
Hearing this voice, Harriet's fingers couldn’t help shivering.
She was familiar with this voice and knew it was Irene.
Irene's tone became flustered. She replied in a humming and hawing way, "I am, I am sorry. There's nothing happen between me and Mr. Smith. Don't mistake about me, Harriet. We are just…no, I mean Mr. Smith is in the company now and you can come after to visit him. You will find things are not as you expected when you arrive!"
Her incoherent words told Harriet that she was with Wesley and they were doing something.
Well, Irene was covering things up.
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