Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Chapter 42 I Will Sign the Contract.

In the studio,-

During the filming, Bryant browsed the news and asked, "Harriet, it is really abnormal that there is lots

of hot-searching news about you these days."

"It's not abnormal but I am currently out of luck.

Harriet responded randomly, and continued to recite her lines.

"You are being so calm. Aren't you going to clarify the rumors online?"

"The best clarification is to keep silence."

"Why I feel that you just have no idea to fix them?"

Bryant used to play tricks with her but it was strange to see her listless. "Are you really stumped by

them?"

Harriet glanced at him, "Will you help me solve it?"

"What? Would you like to ask help from me?" Bryant moved his chair closer and was going to give her

some ideas. "You are actually deliberately bulled by someone since there is lots of bad news on the

internet about you. First of all, you have to know the culprit and secondly, you need to prepare for the

next messing up when current rumors are fixed. So, tell me who is bullying you."

"If I knew the person, how would I be such upset?"

"Then I cannot help you."

"You just said nothing useful."

Harriet turned her head away and ignored him. It was possible that Wesley made up the rumor about Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

her and Bryant for punishing her. However, the succession of these incidents was completely not the

style of Wesley. And Wesley did not have the reason to trouble her right now.

Charlene, Charlene, Irene...

After repeating silently these two names in her mind several times, Harriet thought of the middle-aged

lady who asked her to leave Wesley.

Irene was supported by the Jones family, and it was only the Jones who could grab her work chances

from Wesley.

Sandra was in a beauty salon when she received the call.

Her body was covered with a pink bath towel and a mask was on her face. She was lying side by side

with her daughter Louisa for beauty treatments. The masseurs were massaging their heads.

"Hello?"

"Mrs. Jones, it's me."

Sandra slightly raised the corner of her lips when she heard the voice, and the mask was moved

following her smile. She was quite proud.

"Anything I can help you? Miss Clark."

"I have seen your means. Are you free tonight? Let's keep talking about your last proposal."

"Okay, I will send the address for you later. I hope you can give me a satisfying answer."

Hanging up the phone, Louisa looked over at her mother drowsily, "Who was that? Are you going to

have dinner with someone at night?"

"Nothing. It is my friend. I'll leave first in a moment."

Louisa could not handle these issue and Sandra didn't want her to be cranky if she knew it, so she just

did not tell her about it.

"Oh, so I have to have dinner alone tonight?"

"You can ask Wesley for dinner as you haven't met him for a few days. Don't be busy with your little

bar. There is nothing to do with it. It is the correct thing to catch Wesley's heart."

"I'm serious about running a bar. Wesley also supports me. Mom, don't worry. Don't you need to have

dinner with your friend? Just go."

Louisa impatiently urged her to leave. Sandra frowned, and then only helplessly glanced at her who

was indulged since childhood, and put on clothes and left with her bag.

It was still a very high-end restaurant even though it was not the same on as before.

In the middle of the huge restaurant, there are only a few delicate dishes on the table that didn't seem

to be made for human consumption. No one moved their chopsticks.

Harriet was late but she said forthrightly after apologizing for her lateness, "I have learned Mrs. Jones's

ability and sorry to underestimate you."

"Okay, don't talk so politely. It proves that you have suffered enough in the past two days since you

called me. If you still turn down my request, I will not be so merciful for you. "

Sandra laughed contemptuously, "Now you have learned the consequence of offending Jones family,

right?"

"Sure."

"This is a cheque of 500 thousand. Your sufferings will disappear if you sign the contract and leave

Wesley."

Sandra's assistant handed Harriet a contract and a cheque.

"Five hundred thousand?"

Harriet blinked, mocking.

"What?"

Sandra suddenly recalled "payment in installments" Harriet said last time, and her face was tense.

"Nothing," Harriet was very well-behaved this time, "I will sign this contract."

Harriet raised her eyebrows when catching the contract, hurriedly glanced over several terms, and

turned directly to the last page to sign her name.

Sandra felt a little uneasy for she signed the contract so quickly.

"Mrs. Jones, the contract has also been signed, and then I will leave first."

Carrying her handbag, Harriet walked extraordinarily calmly, as if she had really come to meet an old

friend without being a little embarrassed or depressed.

"Madam, just let her leave like that?"

"She took my money and we have both the transfer record and the contract. Even if she asks Wesley

for help, we have the evidence of our trade. Wesley will not be obsessed with her if he knows that this

woman only cares about money."

But Sandra couldn't be assured of Harriet cunning movements even though she said so.

Could this matter be solved so easily?

"..."

It was late at night. Harriet went back home after leaving the restaurant, but she did not expect Colin

was not at home.

The clock on the wall pointed in the direction of ten. She opened the door of the balcony and called

Colin.

As soon as it was connected, there was a deafening sound of music at the other end. Harriet thought

that she had made a wrong call and checked the number.

"Hello, Harriet..." The noisy background sound gradually weakened, and Colin's voice came.

Harriet frowned, "Why haven't you come back home till now? Where are you? Why is so noisy?"

"Harriet, it is my classmate's birthday today. He must drag me to hang out. I did not know it was a bar. I

want to leave but thanks god that you made a call for me. I will go back right away."

"Well, I didn't say anything!" Harriet chuckled lightly. "Colin, you are an adult already. It is okay to hang

out in a bar. Have fun with your classmates and just take care of yourself."

Harriet could imagine Colin's bitter face across the phone, "Harriet, I can't bear this place. I will go back

soon once I tell them."

After the phone hung up, Harriet gave a helpless laugh. The wind blew her hair on the balcony and she

went back to the house after a while.

Colin was very obedient to his sister as well as his mother when he was a child. He had always been a

typical good boy even though he had bad performance in study. He was definitely a good son and a

good brother in the ancient time.

He should come back in half an hour.

Colin struggled to go across the crazy men and women on the dance floor and came back to the seats

to tell his friends that he needed to leave for home first.

"Colin, are you okay? This is just the beginning. Why do you leave so early?"

"My sister is back. I have to go."

"Just your sister, there are plenty of girls here. Stay!"

"I really have to go back..."

"No way. Ben celebrates his birthday today. You can't leave so early."

"That is, Colin, aren't we brothers?"

Colin's companions refused to let him go easily and were stalemate. A loud noise came from a

distance, and the music stopped suddenly.

"What the fuck are you doing, bitch?"