You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 40 The Sudden Scene

Henry Smith was drinking tea when he heard that. He said, "She said she had nowhere to live and

promised that she would never make such a mistake again. After all, we are family. Your mother and I

can't drive her out."

"Do you believe what she said? Have you suffered a lot before?" As soon as Vera Brion was

mentioned, she was full of anger. "You're just too soft-hearted. She can poke your ribs in an instant!"

"When you grow up. When you are at the age of your mother and me, you will naturally understand."

Henry Smith pounded his leg and pushed the glasses on his nose.

Harriet Smith took a deep breath. "I only know that Vera Brion is like a piece of sticky candy. I can't

shake her off no matter how hard I try!"

"What's the use of being cruel to me? With them behind my back, even if I throw Vera Brion's luggage

out, they will definitely get it back!"

After spending so much time with Vera Brion, she returned to her original spot again. She only felt

exhausted.

Henry Smith did not continue this topic. Instead, he asked, "How is your matter?"

"It's settled." She would not mention this topic again from now on.

"That's great. Don't be angry. There's a basketball competition today. Go with Dad."

He patted her shoulder dotingly. Smiling, he pulled her into the living room and sat down.

As soon as she turned on the TV, Beau Wright appeared on the screen and sat on the dark red sofa,

which made him more handsome and charming.

He was being interviewed by the reporters. Harriet Smith grabbed the remote control from Henry Smith,

and turned up the volume of the TV.

"We are all very curious when Chairman Wright got married. Why is there no news at all? the host

asked with a smile.

His body was slightly leaning against the sofa. His legs were crossed elegantly, and his delicate facial

features didn't show any emotion. The corners of his mouth were slowly raised, and his voice was very

deep.

"I didn't expect everyone to pay so much attention to my marriage. I said that a press conference would

be held before the wedding. It's better to hold a press conference tomorrow night. Tomorrow evening at

the Waldorf–Astoria Hotel, my wife and I will entertain everyone. I hope everyone will enjoy ..."

"It's indeed full of expectation. It's the first time that Chairman Wright and Mrs. Wright have attended

the party together after they got married. I'm very grateful that Mr. Wright can accept our interview here.

In addition, I wish Mr.Wright and Mrs. Wright a happy wedding. I'm very happy to see you."

He nodded slightly and smiled. "Thank you."

After the interview ended, Harriet Smith came to her senses. She threw the remote aside, walked to the

balcony, and made a phone call.

Moments later, the call was connected, and the sound of footsteps came first. It seemed that he had

just left the studio, and he could still hear the people around him greeting him.

"Mr. Wright, can you explain what you just said in the interview?"

"The literal meaning is that tomorrow night, Mrs. Wright and I will attend the banquet at the Waldorf–

Astoria Hotel..."

Harriet Smith took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Wright, we were still together two hours ago. It was just

a casual sentence. Why did you tell me?"

"It's a temporary decision. Since Mrs. Wright has already known, I don't have to say it again. There's

still a meeting to hold. I'm hanging up..."

He seemed to be really busy. While talking to her, he also ordered the secretary to get the documents

and then discuss the contract.

“……”

When she returned to the living room, Sophia Scott had already come back from grocery shopping.

Vera Brion was also trying to please her. She also sat there to make dinner and whispered something

from time to time.

Sophia Scott paused when she saw her coming over. "I heard that you are going to hold a banquet at

the Waldorf–Astoria Hotel tomorrow night?"

"I only know at the last minute. What's the matter, mom?"

At this time, Vera Brion put down the vegetables in her hand and gently pounded Sophia Scott's back. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"Mom, I'll leave it to you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she hummed and went to the bathroom proudly. Harriet Smith

stared at her for a while and then looked at Sophia Scott. "Mom, what did she say to you?"

"She said that she asked you to give her a few invitation letters, and she also wanted to go in and have

a look."

"I don't have an invitation." Harriet Smith said directly.

Hearing this, Sophia Scott said, "Think of a way to see if you can give her some."

"Mom, why are you also spoiling her like this?"

"How can I indulge her? You know what kind of person she is. If you don't give it to her, she may make

some embarrassing things tomorrow. Those who go there must be big shots in Tranton. I can't let my

daughter lose face."

Sophia Scott lowered her voice, and only the three of them could hear her.

Henry Smith also agreed. "According to her character, she will definitely make a scene in front of the

hotel tomorrow. Give her a few."

Harriet Smith had a headache. The moment Vera Brion was mentioned, the flame in her chest burned

fiercely.

Vera Brion poked her head out of the bathroom and said, "Harriet, can you ask someone to send you

another evening dress? I don't have a decent evening dress."

Without saying a word, Harriet Smith stared at her coldly without blinking.

"What's not a big deal if you don't want to give it to me." Being stared at, Vera Brion became a little

flustered. She snorted coldly and muttered.

She stayed at home for the whole day. At eight o'clock in the evening, she returned to the House of

Wright. No one came back except for the servants.

She went straight back to her room and lay on the bed. Nothing that has happened these days was

satisfactory. She was annoyed for half an hour and finally fell asleep in a daze.

Over the past few days, Mr. Wright had come back later and later...

However, she was used to leaving him a lamp...

After unbuttoning his shirt, Beau Wright sat on the sofa with a stack of documents in front of him.

Some footsteps sounded. Mary Wright walked into the living room and saw the handsome man on the

sofa.

When they were alone, they didn't expect it to be so awkward!

If she didn't say hello, it was obvious that she didn't forget the past. So what should she say?

After a short pause, Mary Wright smiled and said politely, "Beau, have you eaten dinner?"

The pen tip was still moving. He didn't look up and just responded indifferently.

"I'm going to get coffee. Do you want some?"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he spat out two words coldly, "No, thanks..."

Feeling a sharp pain in her heart, Mary Wright turned around and walked toward the kitchen. By

accident, the wallet in his coat pocket slipped to the ground.

However, she did not notice.

Leaning against the cold wall, she felt a chill on her back and even her heart. His attitude was indeed

what she wanted.

He was polite, indifferent with a little alienation, just like a gentleman to other women.

However, when these emotions were used on her, she felt such unwillingness, sadness, and

loneliness.

After clearing her emotions, she began to drink coffee. Thinking of the two missed calls at noon, she

went to touch her mobile phone.

She searched through all the pockets on her coat, but she couldn't find the wallet. Mary Wright frowned

and began to search in the kitchen.