The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon

Harriet turned to leave, but Vernon held her from behind.

“Want to leave? Not so easy!” he said.

“What are you doing? Let go of me! Let go!” Harriet shouted.

Harriet struggled with anger. She could feel the curious gazes of passing drivers and pedestrians on the bustling street. ‘Damn it!’ She cursed under her breath.

If Delbert bumped into this scene, how would she explain it?

Delbert’s condition was still unstable, and he couldn’t handle any stimulation.

But no matter how hard Harriet struggled, Vernon refused to let g

her.

He tightened his grip around her waist and planned to drag her to where his car was parked.

“I'd say that | invited you back as a guest. What can Delbert do to me he said. “Do you think | will let you off after you schemed against me at Nora’s birthday party?”

“Let go of me, or I'll kill you!” Harriet snarled, flailing her legs in the air.

Asilver needle glinted in her hand, ready to strike.

“Let her go!”

Suddenly, a stern voice came.

Harriet stopped struggling, and together with Vernon, she lookedContent protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

over. With a gloomy face, Delbert strode toward them.

Before Vernon could react, Delbert threw a fierce punch. Vernon fell to the ground, and Harriet ended up in Delbert’s arms. “Stay away from my woman! Or I'll crush you and your family!” he warned, glaring at Vernon, who staggered to his feet. He wrapped his arm around Harriet’s waist and led her to leave.

Soon, they got into the car and returned to the island villa.

As soon as they entered the house, Delbert yanked Harriet over and pressed her against the bedroom door.

He clasped her hands and bent down.

His action caught Harriet off guard, and she stared blankly at his cold face and eyes.

Heat seeped through their clothes. An aggressive aura enveloped Harriet, causing her to hold her breath. Her heart was thumping in her chest.

Delbert looked fixedly at her and sternly asked, “How did he touch you just now?”