Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Chapter 51 You Go First.

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?"

"Mr. Taylor, let's negotiate the contract the other day." Wesley left soon after saying the words.

Jack followed him, "Miss Clark should have come with her agent."

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

She had played plenty of tricks over Harriet. He would not let her go so easily if she had no relationship

with Mrs. Jones.

Wesley walked 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 like talk

with you for a moment."

Irene stared at the back of Wesley, excusing, "Sorry, I suddenly remember I have something else to

deal with..."

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

Smith does not have the patience to see your acting."

When dealing with Harriet's gossip earlier, Jack investigated Irene's details. She just made an excuse

to leave, which clearly showed that she had something to do with Harriet's missing.

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

shudder a little. Her blood seemed to be clotting.

Without too much cover-up, he directly asked, "Where is Harriet?" Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Irene pretended to be puzzled and said, "I don't know, 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 a chance."

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

knew Harriet's whereabouts.

Jack had already got the list of the guests attending the banquet in a short time, and knew Irene came

with director Eric.

The villa was large enough that every guest was arranged a room to rest. Jack reported the situation to

Wesley and went directly to the rest zone.

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

Irene was immediately frightened, with panic flashed in her eyes. She was planning to send a secret

message to Eric.

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

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

Jack's hands are firm like chains and she failed to get away him.

Eris was looking at Harriet with his horny eyes in the room.

His breathing became shorter and the desire for her was increasing.

However, a noise suddenly came from the door at the time.

There was a sudden pain in 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 terrified when he saw is was Wesley.

Wesley Smith, how could he come here!

His face turned pale when he thought of something.

Eric knew that he met his extreme bad luck this time, lying on the ground with disgrace, as if he had

lost all consciousness.

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

Jack nodded: "Yes, boss."

Irene stood at the door, 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 mentioning that deliberately.

But Wesley didn't look at her at all and just left directly.

He took Harriet and left the side entrance of the banquet hall.

In the back seat of the car, Harriet leaned quietly in his arms, as if she was asleep.

Her body was soft. As long as he approached her, he could smell the faint fragrance of her body.

The coldness in his eyes was even deeper. If he was not here today, would she just...her palm

suddenly clenched her arm.

He lowered his head sharply, biting her lips.

He has already told her that as long as she was obedient as before, she would have unlimited

resources. Why did she come to these banquets?

He kissed her harder like a punishment.

Harriet seemed to feel the pain and frowned in the lethargy.

However, Harriet no longer gave any response. Wesley lost interest to touch her and sent her to a

private hospital.

"Mr. Smith, the lady just took some sleeping pills, and she will naturally wake up after the effect is over."

The doctor left after explaining the situation to Wesley.

There was only Wesley in the ward. He sat by the bed and looked at Harriet quietly.

She looked very docile when being asleep.

Her white and delicate face was shining in the light, like a as if glittering flawless beautiful jade.

Wesley was so fascinated for a while that he reached out his hand for her cheek.

His fingertips just touched the warm and delicate skin, but there was a knock at the door.

"Boss, I'm Jack." Jack spoke outside the door.

Wesley stiffened, and quickly withdrew his hand, "Come in."

Jack came in and lowered his voice as he saw Harriet was still asleep, "Things have been dealt with."

"Ms. Clark did come to the banquet with her agent. The wine she was drinking was secretly drugged by

Irene."

As for why it was a sleeping pill but not others. She was probably worried about Harriet's resistance to

attract people's attention.

"Okay." Looking at Harriet, Wesley thought that wasn't she savvy in front of Irene before? She even

failed to find out she was set up.

"Shall I send you back?" According to Jack's understanding of Wesley, he probably would not stay in

the hospital.

But he did not expect Wesley saying, "You go first."

Jack froze for a moment and glanced at him.

He felt the boss was a bit different as before.