The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon

Chapter 20 Molly

Although Cory knew that the lady might not understand, he still had to answer truthfully. But the information caused a stir in Harriet’s heart.

Originally, she had planned to take matters into her own hands and get rid of the traitor. She never expected Delbert to find out about the mole and take care of it.

This development was becoming increasingly different from the events in her previous life, and she wondered what would happen

next.

The car soon arrived at the Munoz Villa.

Cory respectfully asked, “Madam, do you need me to accompany you to get your luggage?”

“It's okay. I’m a smart girl. | will finish packing up in an hour.”

She giggled proudly and hopped her way toward the house.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Harriet was going to meet Molly later and ask for her help with something. It couldn’t be known to Cory. Just as Harriet got in, Molly's car stopped not far away.

She looked at the brightly lit villa and clutched the silver needle in her hand. Instead of entering from the front, she went around to the back and climbed over the wall.

There was something she needed to ask Harriet.

Molly’s trace didn’t escape Cory’s eyes.

He quickly reported it to Delbert, who replied curtly, “Let Harriet have her fun.”

Bessie was contacting a human trafficker in her room, while Noral went out to buy drugs.

Clifton, on the other hand, dreamed of benefiting from Harriet, who had been engaged to Delbert.

When Harriet came back, his attitude toward her was very

enthusiastic.

Not only did he inquire about her well-being, but he also arranged for the servants to help her pack her luggage.

Harriet rejected it with a straight face. “Dad, | want to pack up by myself. That way, Delbert will think that | am virtuous, and he will like

me even more.”

“Alright, you are right! I’m so proud to have a smart daughter like you.”

This was the first time Clifton had praised Harriet, but there was a hint of insincerity and flattery in his tone. It made her sick.

Harriet hopped up the stairs. The silly smile on her face was replaced by fierceness.

In her room, she packed her belongings while listening to any movements.

Before long, the window creaked. The faint sound was caught by her keen ears.

Aslim figure materialized, leaping in through the window.

It was the person she had been waiting for..

Miss Harriet, what do you want me to help you with?”

Clever as she was, Molly knew that Harriet had revealed her identity and arranged for the secret meeting for a reason. And only after helping Harriet do that thing could she get the answers

she wanted.

Without further ado, Harriet walked over, leaned in close to her ear, and whispered something.

Molly was surprised by her request and frowned.