Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 114

After getting out of the elevator, Harriet threw the garbage into the classified dustbin, but Len felt strange and said, "Why do you throw them away? They are quite new."

Harriet looked at Len, “Why? Do you want the garbage?”

“NO! I just think you might be able to keep these as souvenirs.” Len's ears were blushing, and he looked like an innocent college student who had never been flirted.

The men around Harriet were always open and talkative due to the environment in the entertainment industry. Although Wesley Smith looked indifferent, he was still very good at flirting.

After graduation, it was the first time she met a shy man like Len, and couldn't help flirting with him.

"There is absolutely no need to keep souvenirs. It will only make me depressed." Harriet said, squinting at him, with a slightly teasing tone, "You have so experienced, so do you keep things of your ex-girlfriend?"

Len’s face became even more red, "I...I haven't had a girlfriend yet."

Harriet felt a little unbelievable, and let out a laugh.

Len looked at her inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Mr. Davis is so easy to be shy, and ordinary girls definitely can't resist your temptation. How cute you are!"

Harriet's casual teasing made Len's face burning, and the words in his mouth began to hesitate, "Men shouldn't be described as 'cute', right?"

"Why not? If a woman thinks you are cute from the bottom of her heart, then you are very important. This is more special than describing a man handsome, chic, or cool."

He had a dry cough, followed her for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask, "According to what you said, am I special to you?"

Harriet pressed the elevator switch and replied smoothly, "Yes, I have never seen a man who is as easily shy as you."

She also had never seen a man so weak and thin.

Len touched his nose embarrassedly, and continued to ask, "By the way, your new movie is going to be released, right?"

"Yes, it seems you are quite concerned about me."

They talked and laughed all the way, and went back upstairs. But Harriet noticed that Len wanted to say something but stopped, so she simply asked him, "Do you have anything to say? You said we are neighbors. If you have any comments, please feel free to tell me"

"It's not a comment." Len quickly corrected, "I... I just want to have your signature, is that okay?"

Harriet was stunned, "Are you a fan of mine?"

Len pursed his lips and lowered his head in embarrassment, "Yeah... I should tell you earlier."

It suddenly dawned on Harriet and she said with a smile, "No wonder your rent is so low. I thought it was just good luck, but it turned out to be something else."

At the same time, she quickly reached out her hand, "Where is the pen? Where do you want me to sign?"

Len was flattered, turning around to open the door, and said, "Wait a minute, I will be back soon."

Harriet couldn't help laughing when she saw this man was not proficient in chasing celebrities. When Len came out with a pretty poster of hers, Harriet was even more surprised, and sign her name on it, holding back a laugh.

"Miss Harriet, don't worry, I won't never reveal your home address." Len said solemnly, as if swearing, "Although I am a big fan of you, I will definitely not do anything to harass you. Please don't move away."

Harriet smiled, "I don’t want to move away. You give me such a big discount on my rent, where can I find another place as satisfactory as this one?"

Hearing her words, Len’s expression was relieved.

"Really? That's great, but..." He blinked, and asked curiously, "Why do you rent a cheap apartment when you can definitely afford an independent villa?"

Harriet frowned, thinking that she had clearly broken up with Wesley anyway, and it also was very likely that tomorrow's news would reveal what she had done today. Since it would be known to the public sooner or later, she told Len frankly, "My acting career is probably going to end here. I just find an affordable house to prepare for my bankruptcy."

Len didn't hear what she said was half joking, so he said hastily, "You won't be out of work. Even if there are a lot of pressure and scandals recently, it is only temporary. Don't give up."

Harriet felt moved when she saw this sincere man who was conscientiously comforting her. The two chatted again at the door.

Before returning to the room, Len gave her his business card, saying that he hoped it would be useful in the future. Harriet didn't care, and put the card in her purse.

Not surprisingly, the next day, the words Harriet admitted in front of the villa went viral on the Internet. The attention it attracted was almost equal to that of top stars. She became a household name because of the scandal.

HQ of Pop Culture Group.

Harriet sat in the deserted lounge, browsing news articles casually. Without exception, every article criticized her violently. The fans against her took the opportunity to severely slander her, and many fans de-favored her. Her reputation was in danger.

"She looks like a coquettish kept woman, so Wesley will definitely not be interested in her anymore."

"Come on, according to her behavior, Wesley must have been set up. So in the end Wesley had to give her money to shut her up. As we all know, Wesley is loyal to his fiancée. How can he fall in love with this woman?"

Harriet sneered at these comments. "Sorry, Wesley Smith is indeed interested in me, and he is not as honest as you think."

After complaining a few words in her heart, Harriet heard the door was opened. The secretary walked in and said, "Miss Harriet, please follow me."

Harriet turned off the phone, put on the bag, and followed the secretary to the office. This office was not the office of the president, but the handover of personnel. It seemed that that man never wanted to see her again.

"Well, according to the contract, you need to pay a certain amount of liquidated damages when you terminate the contract in advance. The total amount and subsequent issues have been transferred to the lawyer. Do you think it is okay?"

"Okay." Harriet replied simply, which surprised the secretary.

Pleasure Media was one of the best entertainment companies in the industry. Numerous stars wanted a contract with them for better future, high-quality resources and teams. But Harriet unexpectedly proposed to cancel the contract, and ruined her own future.

"Harriet! What are you doing?"

The door opened with a bluffing sound. Molly was so anxious that she even forgot the most basic courtesy of knocking the door before entering, and rushed into the room, holding down the signed documents on the table. She gasped with rage.

"Obviously, I'm terminating the contract." Harriet said as if nothing had happened.

Molly stared at Harriet in disbelief. She realized Harriet was not joking.

"Are you serious? Would you rather leave with such a large amount of penalty?"

"Yes." Harriet looked at her earnestly, "Sorry Molly, I have failed your expectation, but I am determined. This is a hard-won opportunity, and I will never change my decision."

Molly’s eyes were filled with sadness, "Don't mention it. As your agent, if I don't hold you back, it's enough... Harriet, why do you have to leave? If you stay in Pleasure Media, there are still many opportunities to pull yourself out of the slump."

As soon as Molly finished her words, a sardonic voice murmured at the door, "What opportunities are there? See how stinky her reputation is, there is no future anywhere."