Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Chapter 35 Could Not Be Regret Since You Had Done It

"What?"

Charlene frowned as she was almost telling the truth.

"What do you mean?" Irene asked, "I know this person?"

Irene was intimately involved with the Jones Group, and boasted that her aunt was the wife of the boss

of the group. That was why she could be so arrogant. Of course she knew Wesley who was the

prospective son-in-law of the Group.

Charlene suddenly recalled that Harriet embarrassed her in front of so many people in the lobby that

day. She caught a little chill in her eyes and gave Irene a deep look. "Actually, it's okay to tell you."

"..."

The next day,

Harriet went to the studio early in the morning. She was bored when she heard Bryant gossip about the

new actor. She picked up the script next to her and asked Bryant "Are you panicking? If so, repeat the

line with me."

Bryant is still immersed in the mysterious background of the new actor.

"Aren't you curious? My agent just heard the call of the stage supervisor who was so respectful to the

new actor. He called him master and let him get more sleep without hurrying here."

"Master?" Harriet froze for a moment.

"Got it?" Bryant sighed, and he was paralyzed on the chair weakly. "I'm most afraid of acting with those

masters or ladies who get powerful bosses behind them. Wait and see. It is hard to say if we can finish

the shooting on schedule.”

It was reasonable that Bryant worried about it as it was common for investors to cram their friends or

families in the crew to play roles in a whim. It made huge disaster to the scriptwriter and the actors.

Master Miller came to the crew till the noon.

There are also three eye-catching support cars behind the standard motor house for actor, with the

blue support banner writing Keith Miller and there were full of meals, drinks and desserts.

The 17-year-old boy was extremely handsome and positive. He was not arrogant as Bryant said. When

he got off the car, he apologized to all the crew, "I am really sorry for my lateness and Everyone's lunch

is my treat, guys.”

His sweet calling on the crew almost instantly dispelled the haze of the studio, and even the director's

sullen face turned happy.

Some people recognized the logo on the bento box which came from a high-end restaurant and so as

the beverage and desserts. He was too generous.

Bryant poked Harriet on his elbow and looked at the noisy beverages distribution in the distance,

exclaiming, "Hey, you see it, it's good to have money. He wants to get along with all of us once he is

here."

The young man in the distance trotted over with two paper bags before Harriet talked, handing Bryant

and Harriet one each, "Guys, you haven't have mean, right? These are for you."

Bryant didn't answer, squeezing a smile, "Got your kindness but I am on a diet."

"Guy, you have a good figure, why are you still on a diet?"

"I need to pay more attention to body management as I am not young anymore unlike you have good

digestion ability."

It was obvious that he was embarrassing the young actor.

Harriet took the paper bag on her own initiative as she couldn't help thinking of Colin who was about

his age. She was not willing to make him be embarrassed.

"Thank you. I'm just hungry."

Keith immediately had a smile which was as refreshing as the breeze blowing, "You are senior Harriet! I

have seen your photos before I came. You are much prettier than the photos."

"Thank you." Harriet felt a little awkward.

"..."

The arrival of Keith had added a lot of energy to the crew. He was nice and handsome. He made

everyone laugh wherever he went. The crew liked him. Although he had a good family and powerful

background, but he acted seriously. He was praised as a rare genius by the director all the time for his

first shooting.

Perhaps Harriet was used to taking care of her brother since she was a child, she often took care of

Keith in daily chores, which directly caused Keith like to stick with her.

After finishing work at night, Harriet removed her makeup in the dressing room. Keith came as soon as

he changed his clothes. "Harriet, let's go to dinner together. I invite you."

"Ah? You don't need to do that. You were filming on the first day. If you want to have dinner, you should

be the one who is invited by me."

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"It doesn't matter. I know a particularly good restaurant. Harriet, let's go together."

It's okay to close the job today, Harriet agreed.

But when he arrived, he didn't even have a single high-end restaurant.

"Why is nobody here?"

"I'm chartered."

Hearing this, Harriet twitched his lips.

For restaurants with a per capita consumption of tens of thousands, has he made a reservation?

"Keith, there is no need to make a special booking, we just have a dinner."

"It's nothing. I usually do like this. The crowd is too noisy."

Well, after hearing that, Harriet was relieved and quietly sullied. It was really good to have money. If

one felt that others were arguing for dinner, they would make a reservation.

"Harriet, is this dish ok?"

"It tastes so delicious."

Harriet nodded while cutting the steak. When looking at the menu, she only saw a series of price lists

with many zeros. Now she felt that she ate a handful of dollars for every bite.

"I can bring you often after that."

"No, no, it's too extravagant,"

"It doesn't matter, I can sign the order."

"You need money when you sign the bill, do your parents pay for it?" Harriet smiled slightly, and looked

at Keith just like her brother. "What's the matter with rubbing? Your parents will know that, and I thought

I was cheating a kid. "

"I will be eighteen next year, and I will be an adult, not a child." Keith frowned with dissatisfaction.

"Harriet, do you think I'm particularly useless? I am a man but I still use my parents' money."

"I don't mean that. It's normal for you to use your parents' money at this age?"

"I'm filming now, and I will soon be financially independent. When I invite you to dinner, won't you say

these things?"

Harriet couldn't help crying and laughing. She found that this child, Keith, seemed a bit paranoid. She

didn't listen to what he said, and was completely immersed in her own thoughts. But thinking about his

adolescence, she understood.

At the beginning of the Chinese lantern outside the window, California's prosperity appeared a little bit.

In the office of the popular chairman, the desk was lit, and Wesley was watching the contract.

Louisa pushed in, "Wesley."

Behind him, Jack was embarrassed, "Boss, I told Miss Jones that you were working, but Miss Jones

must come in, I..."

"What else do you work so late? Wesley, haven't you eaten yet? I'm here to accompany you for dinner."

Louisa looked at the desk and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with breaking in.

Wesley frowned and looked at Jack, "You go out first."

"Yes."

As soon as the door closed, Louisa walked over to him and blinked, "Wesley, let's go and have dinner."

"I still have something to deal with, go eat it yourself. What do you want to eat? I let Jack send you

over."

"No."

Louisa grabbed his arm, "Wesley, I want you to eat with me. Are you still angry with me? I know I was

wrong before, and I shouldn't be angry with you."