The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon by Cheryl Rice novel Chapter 315

Chapter 315 

Harriet stressed her tone to assert her authority. 

Tara smiled and said, “So, you are Ms. Harriet. My name is Tara, and Delbert is my savior. I have been serving by his side since I was little.” 

Tara didn’t expect the elegant woman to be Delbert’s wife. Harriet 

didn’t look foolish at all. 

Tara’s eyes flickered with disgust, but she soon disguised it. 

“Thank you for your hard work! You don’t have to worry about Delbert 

from now on. I’ll take care of him,” Harriet said. 

The atmosphere immediately became tense. 

“Harriet…” 

Holding Harriet’s hand, Delbert could feel that her mood had been since Tara appeared. 

‘Is she jealous?’ Delbert thought in amusement. 

“It’s alright, Ms. Harriet. Just leave the strenuous work to me. I don’t think Mr. Delbert would want you to exhaust yourself,” Tara said, shifting her gaze toward Delbert. 

Her implication couldn’t be clearer. 

She was there to take care of Delbert. 

Delbert gave no response. 

Harriet narrowed her eyes and sneered. “It’s okay. I’m willing to do it.” 

“I won’t repeat it. Now go back to Imperium!” Delbert commanded, not 

happy 

HAL Bout Tara’s affectation. 

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He held onto Harriet’s hand and softly said, “Are you hungry? Let’s go eat!” 

Tara dared not follow them. It would be disastrous if she angered Delbert. 

But when she saw Harriet turn around and make a face at her, she couldn’t hold back her emotions and stomped her foot in frustration. 

‘This isn’t over, Harriet!’ She thought. 

She refused to go back to Imperium and suffered from Vicky’s bullying again. 

Only by staying in Meawood City would she have hope of rising to 

power. 

Delbert didn’t reserve a private room. Instead, he led Harriet straight/ to the hall on the second floor. 

“Harriet, there’s something wrong with you,” Delbert said, as if he 

could see through her jealous thoughts. 

“How so?” Harriet refused to admit it. 

“You’re acting strangely.” Delbert teased her intentionally, “Are jealous?” 

Harriet instinctively avoided the question. “I’m not. Why haven’t we reached our seats yet? I’m starving.” 

“Since you won’t admit it, then forget it.” Delbert shrugged. “Here we are! Take a seat.” 

Flavor Fusion was popular among diners in Meawood City, and it was Harriet’s first time coming here.