You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 89 Your Husband Is Rich

Hearing this, Harriet quickly waved her hand and said, "Then I'll quit."

Lavinia tugged at her sleeve and smiled. "What are you afraid of? Your husband is sitting behind you.

You don't have money, but he has, right, Mr. Wright?"

Beau smiled and pressed her shoulder, letting her sit down. "Of course."

"Listen to what your dear husband said. What are you worried about?"

Hearing the word "dear husband" that Lavinia called Beau, Harriet blushed. She had never called him

darling before.

In addition, when she heard such an intimate address from others, she felt so nervous that his heart

beat faster.

On the contrary, Mary's slender hands suddenly clenched her legs and looked at Beau reflexively.

She saw that there was a faint smile on Beau's handsome face, and his eyes fell on Harriet. He was

teaching her how to change the cards.

Aside, Lainey sat on the sofa and glanced at the mahjong table from time to time.

At first, Arthur had boasted that he would wipe all three of them out.

Beau threw a cold glance at Arthur. He said coldly, "Don't worry. You won't lose your shirt..."

In the end, Arthur's luck was not very good. He lost from beginning to end that he even lost his bookie.

Lavinia glanced at him and said, "You deserve it!"

Mary just smiled faintly. She broke even. The loser was Arthur, and the winner was Harriet.

Harriet's cards had always been not bad, and she had an adviser, so that she won easily. There was a

stack of money next to her hand.

Beau sat behind her and stretched out his arms, as if he was holding her in his arms. He tilted his face

slightly and whispered near her ear.

Lavinia was very satisfied with what she saw. The two of them seemed to have a good relationship and

were so close.

But Mary was on the contrary. She couldn't help but look to the side uncontrollably. However, she

couldn't let anyone find out. There was bitterness in her heart that made her tremble.

If she continued to stay here, she was afraid that she would really go crazy.

She thought that maybe she had to make up her mind to do something, otherwise..."

After playing cards for a while, they stopped. Beau went upstairs with Arthur, who had lost all his

money. They had something to talk about at work.

Mary also went upstairs with a gloomy face darkened. No one could tell what she was thinking. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Lavinia and Harriet were still sitting in the living room, chatting. Thinking of Senya, Harriet asked

worriedly, "How is Senya?"

"She is the same as before. Kayson George, that bastard, he would better not to make any more

trouble. If I catch him again, I will castrate him!" When it came to this matter, Lavinia didn't care about

the occasion and cursed loudly.

Lainey heard every word of them. She raised her eyebrows and felt a little disgusted. Sure enough, like

attracts like!

"I'm not talking about this. I'm asking whether she was still sad."

"How could she not be sad? After all, she saw it with her own eyes. She will remember it forever!"

Harriet knew that she was right. If it were her, she would never forget too. "What about their

relationship now?"

Lavinia fiddled with her hands and said, "Very strained. Kayson is very humble, like a dog all day long,

dare not annoy Senya. And Senya has been keeping a straight face every day and can't let it go."

"I don't know how long for them to keep such a relationship. Alas." She sighed helplessly.

Hearing this, Lavinia shrugged helplessly. "Who knows? It'll take a long time. It's a big blow, but we

can't help, what we can do only is to care more about Senya."

They sat there and chatted for a long time. After Arthur came down from the second floor, Lavinia left

with him.

Harriet sent them to the car. It wasn't until the car disappeared from her sight that she turned around

and walked back to the House of Wright.

When she was about to reach the stairs, Lainey stopped her. "Harriet."

She could only stop, turn around, and smile. "Lainey, what's wrong?"

"What is your friend's job?" Lainey crossed her legs and said.

Harriet didn't hide anything and told the truth. "The company is a public relations manager."

"Since she is the public relations manager of the company, she should naturally know how to behave.

Why is she so rude?" Lainey's delicate eyebrows frowned. "As the saying goes, if you live with a lame

person you will learn to limp. As Mrs. Wright, you'd better not deal with those people."

With a gentle smile, she deliberately said slowly so that Lainey could hear her clearly.

"That's because you don't know much about her. In fact, she's just a little straightforward. Only when

she was angry will she say something unpleasant, but she is a good girl. I've known her for five years. I

know what kind of person she is."

She could bear Lainey blaming her, but she couldn't accept her talking about her best friend like this.

Her words were gentle and reasonable, successfully hushed Lainey up.

Lainey didn't know what to say, so she just said, "It's good that you know what's going on. Besides,

tomorrow is Beau's birthday. Have you discussed it with him?"

"Tomorrow was his birthday?"

Harriet was a little stunned, but after a while, she came to her senses and shook her head. "Not yet."

"You discussed it with him tonight and then told me. How can you be so heartless about your

husband?"

In the end, she was more dissatisfied and complained. Without looking at Harriet again, she got up and

went back to her room.

When Harriet walked back to her room, Beau was reading a document. It seemed to be a contract

brought by Arthur which was waiting for a signature.

She didn't disturb him but poured two cups of warm water, one for him, and the other for herself.

Perhaps he was a little thirsty. He took a sip, and then frowned. "Mrs. Wright, is there no coffee?"

"It's much better than coffee. Try drinking some first. After all, it's not harmful to the human body."

Thinking of Lainey's words, she asked tentatively, "Do you have time tomorrow night?"

"What's the matter?" He looked up at Harriet from the corner of his eyes and took a sip of warm water,

only to find that it was not that bad.

"Indeed something. But answer me with certainty first. Do you have time tomorrow night?"

With a slight smile, Beau was a little curious. He stopped writing and looked at her meaningfully. "Mrs.

Wright, what do you mean by something?"

"You'll know tomorrow."

He didn't ask any more questions but checked his schedule and said, "I'm going to sign contracts

tomorrow morning and noon. After seven o'clock in the evening, I'll be free."

"Then we'll meet at seven o'clock tomorrow night."