Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

The blond handsome dude was blue in the face at that moment, but he quickly changed his mood, smiling flatteringly toward Harriet Clark.

“Where is my friend?” Harriet Clark thought of Molly Bush.

“She’s out there. We did nothing to her.” Several henchmen replied immediately to avoid kicking their ass.

They followed Brother Furry and then bullied other people at ordinary times. They did not expect that one day they would run into a stone wall.

Harriet thought herself as a bad guy, seeing those people whom she cannot be trifled with. If they called police, the situation would be messier. Under this circumstance, she preferred to settle the matter out of the court.

She looked at Wesley Smith. “Mr. Smith, what I say really counts?”

“Yep.” At this point, Wesley Smith’ phone rang so he walked toward the door and answered.

Harriet Clark said to the blond guy, “This time let it pass. I hope you can educate your friends well and assure they won’t bother me in the future. Or...”

Her eyes turned sharp, shooting the guy.

The guy nodded, assured seriously, “You have my word.”

Then he took a card and passed it to Harriet Clark, “My phone number is on it. If you get involved in a tricky matter, you can call me.”

Tricky matters were the last thing Harriet Clark wanted in this planet. But she still took it due to his special identity.

“Thanks.” Harriet turned around and strode towards to door.

Brother Furry just stood there and watched her walk away.

Waiting for all the other people leaving, he ran to the blond dude at once, “Brother, I just play with a woman. Do you have to do that?

“Humph!” The blond guy slapped his forehead hard, “I think you’re used to ride roughshod over abroad. Go and see what the place is. If you are trifled with the Smiths, you even don’t know how you died. Don’t mess with the Smiths, or I can’t save you.”

“Bother, it’s my fault. Please don’t leave me alone.” Brother Furry apologized right away, feeling so unlucky to meet Harriet Clark.

“If you do not stir up trouble, I won’t leave you alone.”

When came out, Harriet saw Molly Bush at once. She rushed toward her, “Molly, are you okay?”

a glimpse of Wesley Smith behind Harriet, “I heard a fight inside. Mr. Smith, he came

it lest Molly though too much, “Yes, Mr.

time you had a

Assistant Moor’s friend, so he helped me.” Harriet interrupted her lest she

regretfully, “I heard about that Mr. Smith is the

So what? Time to go home

Harriet Clark walked to Wesley Smith. After waiting for him finishing answering telephone, she

glanced at Molly Bush along with lightly

knowing what, Molly Bush

hard voice came when

Clark stopped and bit her lips, and turned to him, “Is there something I can

attitude made Wesley Smith

bar afterwards.” He walked to her.

A sense of loss which Harriet did not notice in her voice,

so was that he didn’t like other people to touch his

because she

Molly ran to her

nature recovering itself, “Nothing. I just expressed

like a nympho, “How handsome Mr. Smith is! He

sneered, “What did

recognize Wesley Smith any excellence but money and a good look. He was very

not survive for a long time, feeling so heartbroken. In the future,

well?” Molly felt her

smile, “Nope, let’s go. Not going to bars any more seems to be a

agree more.”

home and just opened the

of the couch and ran into her

hungry? I’ll get you some food.” Wesley was a quite smart cat. When hungry, Wesley knew to run

took some cat food and put it into the food bowl. Then Harriet

near the door and a moment later a voice said, “Harriet, you back?” It was Colin

a few minutes ago.” Harriet stood up.

Wesley, “My friend heard that I have a little cute orange cat that she is very interested in and wants