Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Chapter 146 Is a Ruthless Person

However, even though Harriet said so, Allen was still unwilling to leave, "Harriet, listen to dad's

explanation, that year I didn't mean to ..."

Jack came forward to stop him, "Mr. Jones, please leave."

Allen did not look at him, still refused to leave. At this time, a loud noise came from the door, only to

see Sandra stepping on the high heels and coming in with commanding look.

"How dare you let the guards stop me, Jack, do you think this is a place we Jones family has never

been? When our Louisa was playing here, you hadn't been hired by Wesley yet, how dare you!"

Harriet looked at the man and woman and couldn't help but smile, "You’re really a couple. Mrs. Jones,

are you here to confess your fault?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Sandra glared at her fiercely, "Harriet, don't think I don't know

what you are planning. In fact, you have planned for today, you know my husband will come to you,

right? But I'm telling you, you can't get a single penny of the Jones family's assets!"

"Mrs. Jones, Mr. Jones, please leave immediately, or..."

"Or else you will take rough measures against us? How dare you! Do you see clearly who I am?" being

yelled by Sandra like this, Jack really hesitated.

The Jones family was special for his boss, and he couldn’t ask them to leave without Wesley’s

permission.

"Why is he afraid?"

A deep cold voice rang out from the doorway, and Wesley stood there like a noble prince, but now he

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"Uncle Jones, what I promised was to let you in, not others."

Allen was anxious and unhappy. He thought he had almost convinced Harriet, but suddenly his wife

came in and ruined everything. He was annoyed now.

"Wesley, I'm sorry ..."

He helplessly looked at his wife who was now fierce and angry, "Sandra, what are you doing, are you

stalking me?"

"Do I need to stalk you? You care too much about these two bastards and you don't even care our

daughter Louisa since she became like that!"

"It's not that I don't care, I just..."

"That's enough!" Harriet impatiently frowned, and said anxiously, "If you want to argue, then go out.

This is my territory, and you are not allowed to argue here!"

Sandra looked at her in astonishment, "Your territory?"

Harriet then realized that she had said something wrong, but she quickly coughed lightly and

approached Wesley, intimately holding his arm, smiling with both arrogance and elegance.

"Yes, my place. You still don't know, right? Mr. Smith and I are together again. Well it's really strange,

some people struggled to let their daughter marry the Smith family, but unfortunately they didn’t

succeed even after struggling for more than ten years, while I accidentally have fulfilled the wish for you

Jones family, shouldn't Mrs. Jones thank me?"

"You!" Sandra was so angry that she raised her palm to slap Harriet.

She was so angry that she had forgotten who was next to her.

"Stop it!" Allen wanted to stop her but it was too late.

Sandra's hand did not fall as she wished, but a strong force clamped down on her arm.

Wesley stopped her and then threw her away, and unceremoniously flung her to the floor. Her forehead

hit the edge of the table with a loud sound, and blood immediately bled down.

This was not the end, Jack dragged her to the sofa and forced her to sit down after understanding

Wesley’s meaning, and he had no intention to stop the bleeding.

Harriet was stunned. Because just now she saw clearly that Wesley deliberately threw Sandra to the

table. And Sandra would definitely get injured with that angle.

What a ruthless person.

But she wouldn’t sympathize, and even wanted to clap her hands and cheered.

"Harriet, I'm sorry, your aunt, she was just impulsive, that's why..." Allen felt a deep sense of

powerlessness. He hesitated for a moment and went to check Sandra's wound.

"Don't touch me! Don't you want Harriet to admit she’s your daughter? Why do you still come to care

about me? Louisa and I can move out in the future, so that you three can reunite as a family!"

"Sandra, can you be reasonable..."

Harriet looked at them coldly and suddenly spoke, "Well. Mr. Jones, if you ask Sandra to get out of the

Jones family, Colin and I can consider admitting you as our father."

Allen was stunned.

Sandra looked at her in shock, "You ... how vicious you are!"

Harriet smiled, sweet and lovely, "Well, after all, I grew up without living in a big beautiful house, let

alone feel the father's love. Mr. Jones must be able to meet my small request, right?"

Allen hesitantly frowned.

Sandra became panic. Let her move out of the house? How can it be!

Just now she was just saying, who knew the vicious girl would deal with her with her own words. She

was really a tough person.

"What, you really want to kick me and Louisa out?" Sandra looked at Allen and sneered, "Well, I was

wrong about you, back then you could abandon your ex-wife, now it's possible to abandon me."

"No, Sandra, I don't want you and Louisa to leave." Allen hurriedly persuaded his wife.

Harriet was tired of the couple quarreling here. She felt her belly started to become painful again, she

frowned with displeasure and shook Wesley’s arm with a lovely voice.

"Wesley, my head ached because of their noise. Please let them go quickly, I haven't eaten breakfast

yet."

Wesley glanced at her and turned his indifferent gaze to them and gave an order, "This is not a place

for you to shout, get out."

Sandra shocked.

What did she just see? Harriet could make Wesley give an order with just one sentence?

Wesley had only pampered Louisa like that before.

Allen knew that it was impossible to get his daughter back. It was all ruined by his wife, but he couldn’t

blame her, instead, he had to take her to hospital, which made him feel depressed.

After ordering the two to leave, Harriet coldly stared at the car far away from the door and snorted, "He

still has the face to come to me."

After saying that, she remembered something else and turned to Wesley and spoke unhappily, "How

can you let Allen come here? I had no relationship with the Jones family before, and I won't have in the

future."

Wesley calmly spoke, "After becoming a member of the Jones family, your value will increase by more

than a notch."

Harriet was stunned for a moment, then she laughed, "So, you think I'm not even qualified to be your

mistress now, so you let me admit that unfaithful man to be my father so that I can improve my status to

match you, right?"

The woman's words were a bit harsh. Wesley frowned, but still had the patience to explain.

"I don't mean that, just a reminder, if you want to be Mrs. Smith without being questioned, you’d better

have a stronger family background, and there also will be less gossip.of course, if you don't care, then

just act freely."

Anyway, he was actually indifferent to these titles, but usually people in their circle need to pay

attention to it openly. The reason was only to follow the rules of the circle.

However, if the person was Harriet, he could break these prejudices and rules.

"Wait, what did you just say?" Harriet's focus was not here. Just now she seemed to hear a phrase

which made her think she had an illusion, "... Mrs. Smith? Who are you referring to?"

Wesley frowned unhappily. He reached out his long arms, holding Harriet's slender waist in his arms,

and said with a warning, "Occasionally playing dumb is fun, always playing dumb is provocative,

understand, Mrs. Smith?"

Harriet got out from his arms and said blatantly, "Who wants to be Mrs. Smith?"