You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 4 Someone Must Be You

Harrit Smith staggered back a few steps, too shocked to speak.

Why? Why... Could it be him again?

The car door opened and Sykes Wright got out of the car with a smile on his face. He acted like a

gentleman to her and said, "Mrs.Smith, please. My brother has something to talk to you about."

What could he talk to her about?

Her heart skipped a beat. She glanced at the man in the car and asked warily, "What's the matter?"

With an awkward smile on his face, he coughed lightly and said, "About my studies."

Without waiting for Harriet's reply, Sykes Wright opened the back door, pressed her shoulder, and

trucked her in. Then he sat in the passenger seat.

"Brother, where are we going?" He tilted his head and asked.

"I'm hungry." Beau's voice was low and husky. He leaned back against the seat, closed his eyes, and

pretended to sleep. His eyes seemed to sweep over her.

The pressure coming from beside her was so strong that Harriet frowned and couldn't sit still. She

didn't even dare to move...

Fortunately, the car soon stopped in front of a western restaurant.

After the dishes came up, Harrit Smith broke the suffocating silence and went straight to the point:

"what does Mr. Wright want to talk to me about Sykes Wright's study?"

As soon as he heard the mention of himself, he didn't even have time to drink the red wine in his cup.

He found an excuse and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

When he left the private room, he deliberately winked at Beau Wright...

Beau elegantly cut the steak, sniffing, his eyes fell on her. "Miss Smith, what do you think of hiring a

tutor?"

Looking at his business-like look, Harriet's vigilance was relieved and she agreed. "I think this is a good

way."

"It seems that Miss Smith has agreed to be a tutor of the Sykes Wright."

Hearing this, Harriet couldn't help widening her eyes and sitting up straight. "When did I agree?"

Putting down the knife and fork in his hand, Beau picked up the red wine and gently sipped it. "What

about Miss Smith's answer now??"

"Sorry, I don't have time." Harriet refused without thinking.

"Do not need Miss Smith too much time, just two hours a day..."

"Mr. Wright, it's not a matter of time, but I really don't have time."

She mustered up the courage to look straight into his eyes.

But Beau acted as if he didn't hear what she said. He said directly, "The salary will be doubled..."

Harriet's voice was a little cold. "It's not about money. Mr.Wright, you'd better find someone else." Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

She had completely tried to get rid of all the memories of that night, so she didn't want to have anything

to do with him.

Because as long as he appeared, the memories of that night would flood out!

He gently shook the red wine in his glass. Compared with her excitement, he looked calm and relaxed.

"Miss Smith, what do you think of me discussing this with the principal of your school?"

There was no doubt a hint of threat in this sentence. With the financial power of the Wright family, she

was totally sure that the principal would definitely hand her over!

The anger in her heart was finally aroused. Her chest heaved slightly as she stood up from her seat.

"Why can't you be me?"

There were countless people who wanted to be a tutor. Why would he threaten her like this? What kind

of intention did he have?

"Miss Smith, you misunderstood..." Beau chuckled. "It's not that I have to be you, but that someone has

to be you..."

Harriet was stunned. She stared at him and spat out three words from her mouth said, "Sykes Wright?"

"Yes..." Beau Wright replied lazily.

It turned out that she had thought too much, and embarrassment rose from her heart. Her face turned

red. "I'm sorry, I was a little over-reacted just now."