Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 121

Harriet answered in a calm tone, "Well, I haven't asked anything, so don’t explain to me. If you and Mr. Smith have something to do, I won’t bother you tonight."

Then, Harriet hanged up the phone. Somewhere in her heart extinguished and darkened like the screen of her phone.

"Len, please bring me home."

At the same time, in the CEO office of the Pop Culture Group.

A flicker of cunning passed over Irene's eyes, with a faint sneer crossing her face. She deleted the call records from Wesley's phone and put it back on the table.

"Well, Harriet. I have told you to come here to have a look. It is you who refuses my advice. Don't blame me for misdirecting you."

After saying these words, she pretended a hesitating look and hovered in front of the office.

At this time, Jack showed up and told her, "Ms. Whitty, please leave, our boss doesn't like someone stays here."

"But…"Irene slightly bit her lip and asked him in a pathetic way, "I beg Mr. Smith to let Harriet go. I heard that she hasn't go back to work for a long time and I really worry about her."

However, Jack turned a deaf ear to Irene's words. After picking up his boss's phone, he said something to the secretary beside him and left.

The secretary closed the office door and said, "Please go back, Ms. Whitty, otherwise, I will call the safeguard."

Irene finally left the company in reluctance. Everyone passed her had witnessed her disappointing look.

She looked worried on the surface, but was satisfied deep inside.

That was what she wanted.

She came for Wesley today to play the show of begging for Harriet. However, their conversation just started when Wesley left because he got something to handle. And when she was going to leave the office, the ring on the table rang and she found Harriet called. That started their conversation.

No matter whether Harriet would find the truth or not in the future. She had already carried her point.

The next day. After a whole night of tossing and turning restlessly, Harriet finally dialed her phone.

However, she called Jack instead of Wesley this time.

"Hello, assistant Jack."

"Hello…what’s wrong, Ms. Clark?"

Hearing Harriet's clear voice, Jack couldn’t stop quivered. The last time he picked up her phone, he found he was going to lose his job. And this time he felt the same.

"Mr. Smith. It’s Ms. Clark." He told Wesley who was calling and then pressed the button of hands-free.

Sitting behind his office table, Wesley's expression was complicated.

"Well, I just what to ask whether Mr. Smith is available today. Can you make an appointment for me? I want to talk about something with him."

Glancing at the man on the chair, Jack answered, "You can call our CEO directly if you want to make an appointment."

Harriet replied, "I am afraid of bothering him. You boss has so many things to handle. Even if he finishes his job, there are lots of personal affairs left for him. Hence, I can only ask you to make an appointment and won’t occupy him."

Wesley hinted Jack to give him to phone.

"When have you become so timid?"

Harriet was waiting for Jack's reply, while another voice came from the other side of the phone. Her hands trembled, "How?"

Wesley said in a playful and sexy voice, "Well, then why you don't dare call me directly?"

"…"Harriet remained silence for a while. She reminded of Irene's voice yesterday and said in a cold voice, "You have thought too much. I simply don’ want you to waste your time."

The man hummed, "Well, since you know this, then there is no need for you to make an appointment."

The call was hanged up before Harriet could reply.

"Mr. …Hello? Hello?" She threw her phone on the bed angrily, "Wesley. Do you really don’t want to meet me?"

Thinking of this, Harriet got angry. Since Wesley hated her so much, she should go to visit him to make him feel disgusted. Why he could be so calm while she was heart-broken?"