The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon

“What is it?” Delbert asked.

Harriet’s lips curled into a slight smile, her face shining brightly even

in the dim environment.

“With so many people watching, aren’t you embarrassed?” she said before quickly moving away from Delbert.

“Oh? At Holy Light the other day, who said in front of Marc and others that she wanted them to watch an erotic play? She kissed me, and now she is shy,” Delbert teased her.

He was referring to the incident when Harriet deliberately hit on him to drive away Marc and Yuri. “Isn't it normal between husband and wife?” Harriet retorted, blushing

with embarrassment.

After dinner, Harriet and Delbert prepared to leave.

While Delbert went to the underground parking lot to get the car,

Harriet waited outside for him.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Harriet, pushing her against the wall. A nauseating feeling enveloped her as she figured out who did this.

It was none other than Vernon.

Disgust was undisguised in her eyes.

“Let go of me!” she said through gritted teeth.

When Vernon grabbed Harriet, he felt calm.

He finally realized that he had never let go of Harriet.

“Do you

really not want to see me?” Vernon asked with a fake smile. Harriet’s tone remained distant and hostile. “You have self- awareness. That's good.”

Vernon froze, but he soon regained his composure.

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She was either playing hard to get or was afraid to show her true feelings because she was already married to Delbert.

His fingertips brushed Harriet’s nose, and his eyes contained a gentle smile. “Playing hard to get won’t work on me.” “| said, let go!” Harriet snapped.

“What if | don’t?” Vernon said.

Harriet pushed him away with all her strength and dusted off her hands with disgust.

“| advise you to cherish your self-awareness because it is the onl advantage you have,” she said.

Her words annoyed Vernon.

“You'd better stay clear of Delbert and me. Otherwise...” Harriet warned, making a throat-cutting gesture.