You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 88

Before she could finish her words, her cell phone vibrated. It was Lavinia George. "Where are you now?"

"I'm on my way back to the House of Wright. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just bored. I'll go to the House of Wright to find you later. Ok, I'll hang up first."

Beau raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes. "From whom?"

"Lavinia said she would come to the House of Wright to find me later." Harriet hung up the phone and said.

"Do you still have any connection with the policeman Peter?" He turned the steering wheel to the right and said, seemingly unintentional.

She nodded. "Of course."

Hearing this, he looked at her. "Doesn't he know that you are married?"

"There doesn't seem to be much correlation between the two things." Harriet paused for a moment before continuing, "He's a very good person. He's kind and honest. A true friend."

What she said was the truth. In today's society, how many people like Peter Johns could there be?

He was indeed a friend everyone did not want to lose.

Beau's eyebrows twitched, and his lips were tightly pursed into a straight line. His handsome face darkened a little.

She completely regarded him as air. Facing him, she praised another man in front of him!

"Since Mr. Johns has such an impression of Mrs. Wright, what about me?" He asked slowly.

After thinking for a while, Harriet raised her eyebrows and said, "Didn't you say you are a dishonest businessman? To be honest, I think your conclusion is right."

"…" His gloomy expression changed a little, but he still smiled casually. "Thank you for your praise, Mrs. Wright..."

But Harriet could naturally sense the danger. She looked away and coughed lightly. "There's no need to thank me."

Hearing this, Beau snorted coldly. His hand reached out unexpectedly, grabbed her chin directly, and bit her lips severely.

Feeling the pain, Harriet couldn't help but gasp. She pushed his chest with both hands and said vaguely, "You're still driving. Focus."

Beau grinned. "Kiss me with your tongue, I'll let go of you. Otherwise, I can kiss you like this for five minutes, Mrs. Wright..."

She glared at him!

But he ignored her gaze and pinched her chin and licked her gently.

The place he licked was hot, moist, and itchy. There were cars coming and going on the way, and everyone could see them clearly through the front window!

He was shameless, but not her!

With a flushed face, Harriet closed her eyes, approached him, and gently kissed his lips.

Beau looked at cheeks which were white and smooth, flushing for a little shy. Her long and curly eyelashes fluttered gently, stirring his heart.

He was not a person who valued lust, but his lust for her grew stronger and stronger...

Harriet was right. As soon as she walked into the living room, she saw Lainey sitting on the sofa with a poker face.

Instantly, she felt her blood frozen.