Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 13

Arya was not surprised because she had already confirmed the relationship between Xavier and

Harriet.

'However, the Harrison Family did not know anyone from the Jones Family before.'

'How could they know each other so quickly?'

"Although he's Harriet's fiancé, he's also a businessman. The money he invested in the company was

converted into shares. On the surface, Richard was in charge. In fact, Xavier is the biggest

shareholder."

Arya was surprised. She didn't expect Xavier to own the lion's share of the company.

Jasper wanted to say something, but he didn't. If Arya wanted to overthrow the Harrison Family, she

should deal with K&T Inc first. It was hard. To make matters worse, now the Jones Family was

involved.

This was like throwing an egg against a rock. It was an impossible mission.

Arya seemed to see Jasper's worry and gave him a comforting smile. "Don't worry... Maybe I'll find a

way."

At this moment, she was glad that she had Xavier's promise.

Arya walked into the clubhouse and perked up. She was always nervous when working here.

She was afraid of meeting difficult guests.

The forewoman saw that she was quite calm and didn't seem to have the ambition to come here to

meet rich people. She usually asked her to deliver wine and clean the private room.

Sunny has never asked her to do some special service.

She changed her clothes and was about to look for Sunny when she saw her talking to a man through

the crack of the door.

She couldn't hear clearly from afar.

The man put some medicine into a bottle of wine and whispered in her ear.

Seeing that the man was about to come out, Arya had to hide first.

When the man left, Arya knocked on the door of Sunny's office.

Today Sunny was a little more enthusiastic than usual.

She smiled at Arya, patted her on the shoulder, and pointed to the wine on the table. "Take this to room

88."

Arya stared at the bottle. If she had seen it correctly just now, the man had put the medicine into the

bottle.

Arya glanced at Sunny. She tried to see something through her eyes.

"Why?" Sunny raised her eyebrows.

Arya couldn't ask, so she had to leave with the wine.

Walking to room 88, Arya was about to knock when she heard a familiar voice.

'Harriet?'

To find out what happened, Arya gently pushed open the door of the private room. Through the crack of

the door, she saw the people inside.

Harriet sat close to Xavier, and there seemed to be someone else sitting across him.

That person seemed to talk business with Xavier. Harriet, on the other hand, was putting in a good

word for that man. Hearing from her words, Arya knew that that person was Boss Lee.

Arya looked at the wine on her plate, unsure who was the victim.

She didn't know what was in the wine.

And if she went in like this, Harriet would definitely recognize her.

She had no money or power now. If Harriet and her mother wanted to frame her again, she would still

be unable to fight back.

She could only hide first, waiting for the day when she was able to fight.

"What are you looking at?"

A colleague passed by and saw Arya peeking. He asked in a low voice and looked through the crack of

the door.

Arya came back to her senses and pulled her colleague over. She was worried about how to send the

wine.

Now she could ask this colleague to help her.

"Can you help me take this bottle of wine in?" Arya grabbed his arm.

The man looked at Arya for a few seconds and finally nodded. "You owe me one."

Arya nodded immediately. "Deal."

With a satisfactory answer, he took the wine from Arya's hand. Not long after, the waiter came out. "It's

already done. Don't forget what you promised me."

"OK," Arya answered affirmatively.

Looking at the colleague walking away, Arya still didn't leave. She wanted to see who was the

perpetrator.

Through the crack, Arya saw that Boss Lee was pouring wine for Xavier. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

In the private room.

Harriet took Xavier's arm intimately, picked up the glass of wine, and handed it to Xavier. "I'll drink with

you."

Xavier stared at the glass in her hand and smiled. "I remembered you don't drink?"

"But I'm your girl. Sooner or later, I have to learn to drink so I can attend those business parties with

you in the future." Harriet rubbed against Xavier and acted coquettishly.

Xavier held her in his arms.

Although he was with her because of the accident four years ago, he thought it was good.

Harriet was very beautiful and could act coquettishly. She could be considered as a help.

That was all he need.

He no longer believed love, let alone acted it.

He fondly rubbed her hair, took the wine, and drank it...