Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 139

At this moment, Keith Miller seemed to be deeply hit, and obviously stimulated by Harriet Clark’s words, so he didn't say anything that upset Wesley Smith.

"Since you are interested in cooperating, ‘Pop Culture Group’ is certainly welcome." Wesley Smith responded casually in an official business tone.

Everyone present was silently relieved.

"Mr Wesley Smith, thank you for coming." Harriet Clark took the opportunity to say.

Wesley Smith turned back, "Can you only say'thank you'?"

Harriet Clark was very puzzled, did she need to greet him crying?

"Educate your family well. This is the only chance." Wesley Smith turned to leave after giving Grandpa's rude warning. Harriet Clark had to follow him away.

After the cars downstairs left one after another, Old Mr. Miller stared at his grandson again.

"How many times have I told you not to provoke Wesley Smith, why don't you comply?"

Keith Miller had calmed down at this moment, facing grandpa, he snorted disdainfully: "I am not afraid of him like you are!"

"Asshole, do you think he has forgiven you?" Old Mr. Millertapped the cane heavily, "When you meet him in the future, you have to speak carefully, act cautiously, and be polite. If you offend him again, you will not end well. "

"Grandpa, why are you so afraid of offending him? Why should our family be inferior to theirs?" Keith Miller asked knowingly.

Living in such an environment since childhood, Keith Miller understood what strength and power mean. He still wanted to challenge, but he had failed before he even started.

"Aren't you reconciled?" Old Mr. Millerslowly recovered his calm expression.

Keith Miller clutched his sore arm, and said indifferently, "Are you?"

Old Mr. Miller narrowed his eyes slightly, "Of course not. But now you have to accept your fate temporarily. We still don't have the ability to provoke the Lu family, but I believe he will fail completely one day."

When he thought that Wesley Smith cared so much about Harriet Clark that he had to pick him up in person, his eyes showed jealousy...

Harriet Clark and Wesley Smith sat face-to-face seriously in the elongated black business sedan. Harriet Clark peeped at him several times, only to find that he was resting with his eyes closed.

Actively confess or continue to wait? This was a question worth thinking about.

"Mr. Wesley Smith." After thinking about it again and again, Harriet Clark decided to confess, "I didn't expect you to really come to save me. Thank you very much."

Wesley Smith opened his eyes slowly, and there was a thin layer of frost in his dark eyes.

"Save?" His thin lips opened lightly, and the irony in his tone was obvious. "I think you and Keith Miller get along very well."

Before Wesley Smith arrived today, he thought that Harriet Clark might be embarrassed, but he didn't expect that the two of them were enjoying the scenery and chatting on the terrace.

When Harriet Clark heard this, she suddenly became nervous. So she immediately stated her position, "It was all pretended by me. As you know, I was afraid of him hurting me, so I obeyed him."

Wesley Smith didn't believe her explanation, and said indifferently, "This is why you obey him?"

"…"

What was the matter with Wesley Smith? Was he dissatisfied when he saw that Harriet Clark was safe? Would it be better for Harriet Clark to be injured?

"Of course I resisted. Because I am stronger, Keith Miller can't subdue me." Harriet Clark had to follow his ideas and continue to explain.

Wesley Smith sneered, suddenly leaning over, holding the back of her head, then kissed her deeply.

Harriet Clark was surprised and subconsciously tried to push him away, but it was useless as always.