Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Chapter 48 You Have Drunk Too Much.

Speaking of this, Louisa stood up and blinked at Sandra, tempting, "Mom, why don't I find you a live-in

son-in-law, so he can work for our family wholeheartedly? Isn't that nice?"

"Nonsense," Sandra patted her knees, and said angrily, "You are always not smart enough. Do you

think the live-in son in law is productive?"

"You're not right. My dad started a business with you from scratch."

Sandra was speechless for a while and she couldn't explain their experience instantly so she randomly

said, "Your father is different from others."

"You have double standards." Louisa had no mood to argue with her mother again. She put on her

slippers and walked to the bed. "I'm going to sleep, please leave me alone."

"Wait a moment, your ankle is little swollen, come and apply some medicine."

"Don't touch it."

Louisa turned back and grabbed the bottle of medicine.

"Louisa, you startled me. What's wrong that I apply it on your ankle?"

"I'm okay, I'm recovered." Louisa cherished the bottle of medicine like a baby, and drove Sandra out

directly. "Come back to sleep, I'm sleepy."

"Louisa, why are you acting a weird lately?"

Sandra's nagging voice was cut off after the door closed. Louisa went to bed holding the medicine

bottle with satisfaction.

Half a month later, the female protagonist of the Deep Palace Plan finished the shooting parts, and it

was also the shooting end of the whole crew.

After the last scene was filmed, the director who had always been serious showed a satisfied smile,

walked from behind the camera, solemnly shook hands with Harriet,

"Good job, and I hope there will be opportunities for our cooperation in the future."

"Thank you, director."

Bryant personally pushed a cake out with everyone cheering. They looked at Bryant and Harriet

ambiguously because of the previous scandal.

Bryant's agent intended to fuel the fire, "Bryant finished his shooting yesterday but he comes back

today to celebrate for Harriet's ending."

Harriet took an exaggerated step back to hide behind Molly,

"Don't hurt me, you just want to eat cakes at the public expense of the crew. Do not make me be the

hot-searching news again. I will definitely verbally attacked by your fans.

Bryant deliberately showed he was injured, "I bought it with own money, okay?" NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"But it has nothing to do with me since you come back for the crew shooting finishing."

Harriet's cautiousness teased everyone. The original trace of ambiguity disappeared in their ridiculed

words.

Someone in the crowd suddenly said when the cake was being cut, "Mr. Smith is here."

"Mr. Smith..."

Everyone turned back to say hello. The producer responded the fastest and greeted them with one

quick step forward. "Mr. Smith, you should tell us that you will come as we can cut the cake after you

arrive."

The general investor in the drama Deep Palace Plan is Pop Culture Group. Wesley visited the crew

once, but the heroine of the drama was Irene at that time.

Wesley was cool, "Fine, I just happen to be free. The assistant said you are celebrating the ending of

the shooting today so I come and see here."

He then raised his hand slightly, and Jack, who was behind him, hugged the black rectangular box in

his hand and opened it, revealing the fresh red roses inside. Jack handed it over to Harriet in front of

the crew. Everyone was shocked.

Did Wesley know Harriet? When did they know each other?

Harriet was a little flustered with the staring of people, but she finally calmed down, pointing to the card

in the box which read "Harriet, Happy Shooting Ending" and pretending to be calm, "I did not expect

Mr. Smith know my name and send me flowers. It is my honor."

"Ms. Clark is an excellent actress. This drama will be very popular after its release. I hope there will be

opportunities for our cooperation in the future."

Harriet really couldn't understand how could Wesley was able to say to her peacefully as if they met for

the first time.

"Of course, there may be many opportunities for cooperation in the future."

It came a lively voice from the producer, "Well, we are going to have the ending feast later. Will Mr.

Smith join us?"

Harriet thought that Wesley would definitely not go to a mixed occasion like that, but she heard his

affirmative tone, “What would like to eat? Jack will book a restaurant you favor and the feast is my

treat."

Everyone looked at each other with surprise, and a cheer broke out after a while.

They could have a lavish dinner as Wesley was a generous boss!

Only Harriet had a complex complexion, and looked at Wesley a little bit stunned.

He suddenly showed up here, gave her flowers, and invited the crew for the dinner. What exactly did he

want to do? Did he want everyone know their relationship?

The whole crew went to the top one Japanese restaurant in the city and packed the five largest rooms

to accommodate everyone.

None of the five rooms' door were closed, and from time to time someone came to toast each other in

different rooms.

Most people come in the room where Harriet was located, and there were groups of people came in

every three or five minutes on average. The actors and actresses were all try to get along with Wesley.

It was a good chance to have dinner with Wesley on one table so that they could brag about it with

others.

Harriet and Wesley separately sit between the producer and director, but it was a good angle to look up

and see each other, so she rarely looked up during the whole process.

"Are you in bad mood?"

Bryant's voice came from her side, "Why are you depressed?"

Harriet shook her head, "No, I'm fine."

"You just did not show you were in a bad mood on your face. I know you are going to miss me so much

later as the filming is over."

"Why are you so unabashed?"

Harriet was speechless.

"Okay, let's have a toast. There is no sure time that if we will have cooperation in the future."

"Why are you being so sentimental?"

Even though Harriet did not agree with him in word, she picked up a glass in her hand and cheered

with him. She drank to the bottom of the glass.

After all, they had cooperated with each other for several months and they got along with each other. It

is a bit sad for the ending. But he guessed wrong as she did not have a bad mood because of of the

coming ending. But for she did not understand what was Wesley's plan.

Bryant was good at urging others to drink at dinner. He had persuaded Harriet to drink for several

glasses of wine with his sentences. Other actors and logistics staff also let go and give Harriet a toast.

Most of them don't have any malice. Harriet has a good temper and she thought they were presenting

farewell for her.

Harriet accepted all the toasts and soon she became a little drunk.

Wesley perceived her movement and was a bit upset.

"Hey, our heroine hasn't toasted for Mr. Smith."

Suddenly, some people cheered as if they discovered Wesley always kept his eyes on Harriet.

"Yes, Yeah, Harriet, why are you so ignorant? Quickly make a toast for Mr. Smith."

Harriet was tipsy, and smiled with self-deprecation when she heard people's urging. She poured wine in

her hand and raised a glass to Wesley. “Mr. Smith, cheer up. I hope we still have cooperation in the

future."

Only Wesley could hear the satire in the remark.

Harriet was about to drink, but her wrist was pressed. She looked up and saw the warning in Wesley's

eyes, "You have drunken too much."

Everyone was stunned.