You Are My Mr Wright

Harrit Smith got into the car and frowned angrily. She cursed Beau Wright in her heart ten thousand times!

It was already afternoon when she got home. When she pushed the door open, she saw Vera Brion sitting on the sofa in her pajamas with her legs crossed and a pile of snacks in front of her. The financial program was playing on TV. Harrit Smith glanced at it inadvertently and was a little curious. "When did she become interested in finance?"

Wasn't she only interested in beauty and fashion?

Hearing the sound, Vera Brion raised her head and waved at her excitedly. "Sit down and let's watch it together."

"I don't understand, and I'm not interested in it. Just enjoy yourself." Harrit Smith put on her slippers, picked up her cup of hot water, and warmed her frozen hands which almost lost consciousness. "I've only finished the studies of the second year of high school, but I didn't even make it to the end. Do you think I can understand?" Vera Brion's face was full of indifference. "I'm looking at the person introduced this time. Beau Wright, hey, look, he comes out..."

She turned around and looked at the TV. The hostess in a black suit was introducing the Companies of Wright Family

The annual profits and dividends of the Companies of Wright Family and serving as the only companies that had entered the top 200 in the world have made it the pride of all the people in Tranton Following that, Beau Wright's photo was released. He was wearing a knee-length black coat, a pair of smoke gray suit pants, and his thin lips were tightly pursed without any expression. The aura he exuded was mature and elegant.

"He's even more charming than celebrities and models. How could she be so charming?" Vera Brion clicked her tongue and sighed. "Harriet, what do you think of him?"

"Just so-so," Harriet said lightly. Suddenly, an unreasonable look appeared on her face. She clenched her fists subconsciously and gritted her teeth.

"Just so-so? You really don't have good taste. He is tens of millions of times better than your useless brother who can only earn 4,000 a month. How can that be enough?" Vera Brion snorted.

Harrit Smith didn't want to argue with Vera Brion. After all, she was her sister-in-law, but when she heard the word "scum", Harrit Smith finally said sarcastically, "Then why don't you find another job yourself? Two people make more money than one person."

Vera Brion sneered, "A man raising his wife is the right thing to do. A man who can't even support his wife is a good-for-nothing."

Harrit Smith took a sip of water and retorted, "When it comes to women who are addicted to gambling, most of the men will be useless."

Hearing this, Vera Brion became angry from embarrassment. When she was about to curse, she suddenly thought of something and her face changed. She quickly suppressed her anger and said, "Harriet, where is our property certificate?"

"I don't know. And you'd better not have any ideas about it !" After warning her, Harrit Smith ignored her and walked straight into her room.

Men of totally different principles can never act together, If they don't live together, she would never care about that kind of person!

"What are you proud of? If you don't tell me, I would find it by myself!"

Vera Brion snorted behind her. When she thought of that urgent matter, her face changed a few times... Immediately, she searched it lightly in the room, and sneaked into Sophia Scott's room, and looked around.

In the room.

After taking a shower, Harrit Smith called Sophia Scott"Mom, where is our property certificate?"

Although Vera Brion had just asked casually, she still felt uneasy and worried.

She was afraid that Vera Brion will have some bad ideas about the property certificate..."

Sophia Scott was still on the train at this time, and the people around her were noisy. After finding a quiet corner, she replied, "Why do you ask this? The house property certificate is always with your father, and I don't know much about it. Otherwise, I will ask your father."

"Does my sister-in-law know where it is?"

"Your father didn't even let me know. She definitely doesn't know, what's going on?"

Hearing this, Harrit Smith felt relieved, "It's okay. I'm just asking casually. Be careful on the way with my dad. I'm hanging up."

Since mom didn't even know where it was, Vera Brion definitely wouldn't know.

In two days, it would be December 25th, which was Christmas.

After Christmas, it was New Year's Day. After New Year's Day, the finals of the year's examinations would be held soon. At that time every day, she would be so busy. This year was no exception. No, she was busier this year than before because she had to be a private tutor for Sykes Wright every night.

Thinking of all those things, Harrit Smith's head seemed to be aching. Fortunately, in the past two days, when she went to the tutoring, only Sykes Wright was there, and they had never met again. Today was December 25th. The shops on both sides of the road had already been decorated. There were green Christmas trees, white snowflakes, and red Santas.

Harrit Smith glanced at the time and urged the taxi driver anxiously, "Sir, please drive faster. I'm in a hurry!"

She still had classes at one o'clock in the afternoon, but she left in a hurry in the morning and left two sets of materials behind.

"Miss, I also want to drive fast, but today is Christmas. The traffic jam is so serious. How can I drive fast?"

It usually only took half an hour, but today it took 50 minutes to go, which was enough to see how serious the traffic jam was.

Being late, Harrit Smith had no choice but to call Mr. Chen, wanting to change classes.

Mr. Chen didn't ask more and agreed. Harrit Smith breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Chen's class was at three o'clock in the afternoon, so there was still plenty of time.

When she opened the door of the courtyard, she saw a large group of people standing there. She was a little confused and asked, "Who are you?"