The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon

Mrs. Green intended to fight back, but Harriet grabbed her neck and pinned her down on the table. “What are you doing?” Mrs. Green snapped.

She had never been treated so rudely in her life. “If you dare hurt me, I'll make sure you suffer like hell.” She never expected Harriet to be so tough.

Harriet remained silent and emotionless.

Behind them, those wealthy women looked at each other, but none of them dared step forward.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Those men also watched with amusement instead of stepping in. Even Mr. Green had no intention of rescuing his wife. Delbert remained composed in his seat.

He believed in Harriet’s ability to handle the matter and gave her the

stage.

When she needed him, he would be there.

Harriet picked up a fork from the table and stabbed it fiercely toward Mrs. Green’s face.

The silver fork just missed Mrs. Green’s ear and plunged into the solid wood table, causing a piercing scream from Mrs. Green and everyone else in the room.

Harriet looked at the frightened Mrs. Green and pinched her chin.

“You should be grateful that you didn’t say anything more outrageous

said coldly. “Also, do you think it’s funny, Mrs. Green? Your family should be ashamed to have a daughter like you.” She let go of Mrs. Green, and Mrs. Green collapsed to the ground.

Harriet looked down at her and added, “Did your family invest so many resources in you, grooming you to become an exceptional dancer, just so you could rely on them and your husband?

“When you tried to trip me, did you realize that your dirty tricks were nowhere near worthy of those proud legs you flaunt?”

With a sarcastic smile, Harriet bent down and whispered in Mrs. Green’s ear, “You were born into the upper-class society, so you should know better not to easily provoke anyone because behind them may be powers that your family cannot afford to offend.

“Consider yourself lucky. I’m not a petty person. Otherwise, your family and your husband’s company will pay the price for your stupidity.”

Harriet smirked and got up.

She adjusted her dress and glared at the other rich ladies.

Then she walked steadily onto the stage, took the microphone from Blake’s hand, and started to deliver her speech. Delbert realized that Harriet didn’t need his help.

He closed his eyes and listened quietly to Harriet’s speech.

He wasn’t surprised by what had just happened.

What surprised him was that in her previous life, Harriet had always been meek.

It was different from her image in his memories. Harriet was proud and strong-willed when she was little. He was becoming more and more certain that Harriet was also

reborn.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have changed so much.

After Harriet finished her speech, Delbert opened his eyes and meaningfully smiled.

Next was the auction.

Neither Harriet nor Delbert was interested in it, so they quietly waited

for the ball session.