Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

The man's eyes flashed, and came up to support her shoulder. He asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

Harriet felt that someone had covered her ears. She looked at the man confusedly, only knowing that his mouth was moving but failing to understand what he was talking about.

What's wrong with her?

"I didn't expect Miss Clark to be drunk so soon. I'll take you to the room for a rest."

Harriet didn't know what was happening. She was wrapped by him on the shoulders to the rest area behind the banquet hall.

Molly was nearby but a producer called her away later, and she had not returned. She did not return when Harriet went away with Eric.

They had the conversation in the corner which was not noticeable. Harriet's face was held by the man. The people who passed them by occasionally did not pay attention to them at all.

Molly looked for Harriet everywhere and did not find her. She called her but no one answered.

Molly got ant in her pants. She questioned Irene when she saw her, “Where is Harriet!”

"Why did you ask me?" Irene sarcastically raised her lips. "She has her legs and can go anywhere."

Molly regretted that she should not leave Harriet out of her sight. Her face was wrinkled extravagantly. She could only hope Harriet was safe right now.

She kept calling Harriet while looking for her. She accidentally hit someone.

"Sorry, sorry." She buried her head and apologized quickly.

Jack frowned and sorted his collar, recognizing Molly.

She was Miss Clark's new agent.

"Harriet, where did you go?" Molly walked forward, talking to herself.

Jack paused when he heard her, wondering if Miss Clark also came to the banquet and she maybe have something happen.

He glanced back at Molly, seeing her being panic. He hurried towards Wesley.

Wesley was talking to a boss, and there are several people around him.

Jack came behind him and whispered. “Boss, something bad happened to Miss Clark."

Wesley frowned lightly. The boss next to him thought Wesley was dissatisfied with his proposal, and quickly asked, "Why not you propose a price, Boss Smith?"

let's negotiate the contract the other day." Wesley left soon after

him, "Miss Clark should

Irene, knowing that this woman did not get along well with Harriet.

would not let

towards her while wonder something.

Irene noticed him and took greet him.

Wesley made a wink at Jack. Jack understood and walked towards Irene, "Miss Whitty, I would

excusing, "Sorry, I

Before she finished talking, Jack had reached her and squeezed her arm, "You'd better do as I say. Mr.

investigated Irene's details. She just made an excuse to leave, which clearly showed that she had

No one else was around, Wesley turned around. His sly eyes skipped over her

much cover-up, he directly asked, "Where is Harriet?"

does she come to the party too? Do you know...Miss Clark?"

Wesley smiled coldly to her as he knew Irene got the truth of his relationship with Harriet, "You still have

Irene's scalp was numb because of his staring, but she still shook her head as she would not admit she knew

Jack had already got the list of the guests attending the banquet in

was arranged a room to rest. Jack reported the situation to Wesley and went

time, a waiter hurried over from the other side of the corridor and handed him a room card.

eyes. She

Jack caught her wrist and dragged her to find Harriet together.

"What are you doing! Let me go." Irene struggled.

chains and she

Eris was looking at Harriet with his

breathing became shorter and the desire for her was increasing.

a noise suddenly came from the door at the time.

his body before he reacted. He rolled around on the ground like a ball and looked up angrily. He raised his head fiercely but he was

Wesley Smith, how could he come here!

His face turned pale when he thought of

his extreme bad luck this time, lying on the ground with disgrace, as if he

Wesley hugged Harriet and walked directly outside, but stopped at the door, "Solve it."

Jack nodded: "Yes, boss."

lowering her head. She was shivering.

"Mr. Smith, I'm Louisa's cousin. It's not my business at all."

She wanted to get rid of the trap by

look at her

left the

of the car, Harriet leaned quietly