Your Love Is My Weapon

Marshal hurriedly said, "I was interested in a site, so I wanted my brother-in-law to show up. And I could take it..."

Harriet's face darkened instantly. Marshal told her this yesterday and she refused.

She didn't expect him to mention it again.

She didn't even know how to explain to Xavier, so she could only scold Marshal, "You should do what you want to do on your own..."

Marshal was not an easy person, and he was unhappy when he heard it. "You haven't married into the Jones Family yet. Don't forget how you get where you are today, if not Ar..."

"Marshal!" Harriet interrupted Marshal in a hurry. She grabbed Marshal and glared at him. "You're my brother. I've always pampered you. It's my birthday. Do you have to make a scene?”

Looking at Harriet's warning eyes, he was also aware that he had almost said the wrong thing.

He was kind of embarrassed but refused to admit his mistakes. He said stubbornly, "Why didn't you help me since you said you spoiled me? It's not about money. I just need him to show up."

Xavier tugged at his collar. He had already thought that if he married Harriet, such things would probably happen frequently.

He took a breath and patted Harriet on the shoulder meaningfully.

"Xavier..."

"I gotta go."

How could Harriet be willing? When Xavier came, many people envied her.

After staying for such a short time, he would leave without even eating the cake. How would others think of her?

Harriet held Xavier's hand, unwilling to let it go.

Xavier's brows drew together in a frown, "Harriet, you've never been unreasonable, have you?" Harriet moved her lips. She wanted to be dignified and generous, but today was her birthday. And she just wanted to keep him here. Was that unreasonable?

"You are my fiancé. It's my birthday. I hope you can stay and celebrate it with me. Is it wrong?" Harriet looked misty-eyed.

In the end, Xavier just asked, "Are you sure you want me to stay here?"

Harriet hesitated for a second and nodded. She knew that if she insisted, Xavier would stay, but he would be unhappy.

She was going to say nice things to him when the dinner was over.

To avoid Marshal mentioning that again, Harriet asked Estella to take him away.

Xavier did stay, but in a perfunctory manner as he didn't say a word the whole time.

Harriet didn't dare to make any demands.

At the end of the party, some people came up to make him an acquaintance. Xavier didn't even take a look at them and left first.

Harriet wanted to see him off. Xavier asked her to entertain the guests, and he drove away.

He left Harriet standing there awkwardly.

Estella also saw that Xavier seemed very unhappy today, so she came up to ask her daughter what was going on.

Harriet exploded. "It was all because of your son.”

Estella's face darkened. Although she loved her daughter, she cared more about her son.

"What did you say? He's your brother!"

"If I had a choice, I wouldn't have a brother like him. He's incompetent but he dreams of doing something big."

Harriet was furious.

"If it weren't for him, how could Xavier be angry?"

"Harriet, watch your language!”

Marshal came down from upstairs and heard Harriet's words. He got angry and pointed at Harriet. "Believe it or not, I will tell Xavier today that you're a liar. Who do you think you are? It's only because you are an imposter of Arya, the unlucky woman, and you can get where you are. But you are despising me today..."

"You, what nonsense are you talking about?" Estella hit Marshal on the back. "Don't say that in the future. If someone hears, we're done."

"Mom, did you see that? When Xavier was here just now, he almost spilled the beans. He's completely spoiled.”

Harriet threw her hand and ran upstairs.

Estella tugged at her son. "Don't be angry with your sister. She was careful in the Jones Family. Didn't she do it all for us? Without your sister, what do you think our family has? Will we have what we have today?"

"But, I just like that place. Mom, it's profitable...”

"What kind of place is that?"

Marshal's expression froze. "You don't understand. I'll figure it out myself. I can't rely on anyone. I have to rely on myself."

After that, Marshal left the house in anger.

Upstairs, Harriet lay on the bed and cried.

Estella came to comfort her. "Oh, Marshal didn't mean it. Don't be angry.”

"How can I not be angry? Xavier doesn't like me at all. Marshal is always causing trouble. Now that Arya is out of prison, if he finds out..."

Estella grabbed her daughter's arm. "How did you know that woman was out of prison?"

"I met her at a jewelry store, where she worked as a salesman..."

"Which one?"

Harriet thought for a moment and said, "LAN Jewelry, mom, what's wrong with you?"

"She's released from prison now. Although she definitely has nothing to do with the Jones Family, we have to guard against her. We have to get her out of W City." Estella looked sinister. "I didn't expect her to have a chance to survive and even come out.”

"Mom." Harriet grabbed Estella’s hand. She knew that this was a big deal. If Xavier knew the truth about that year, he would definitely throw her away without hesitation.

She was afraid at that thought and grabbed Estella's hand tightly. "Mom, you have to make sure that woman doesn't have a chance to get closer to Xavier."

Estella looked grim. She would do the same without her daughter saying it.

"Even if I don't expel her from W City, I will make her notorious. Even if the truth is found out one day, she won't be able to enter the Jones Family. She won't be able to deal with us without the power of the Jones Family.”

She knew well how much the Jones Family cared about virginity.

Harriet held Estella tightly. "Mom, I never want Xavier to know the truth. I love him. I want to marry him."

"Sure, sure, he won't know the truth.” Estella patted his daughter's hand and comforted her.

"I'll make sure she doesn't get a chance.”

Estella narrowed her eyes as if they were filled with poison.

Xavier unknowingly drove the car to the villa. He didn't get out of the car. He lit a cigarette. The lights in the villa were still on. He knew that the woman must be there.

He dialed her number.

Arya was bathing Ryan when she saw the caller ID. She tensed up and hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone.

"At home?"

"Yes, are you coming back tonight?” Arya asked carefully.

"Do you want me to come back?"

Xavier took a pull on his cigarette.

If Ryan was not there, she might have said yes perfunctorily.

Xavier took the silence as her answer. He curled his lips and flirted with her on the phone. "Afraid of me? I don't bite!"

"I'm not afraid of you, I just don't want to make you angry.” Arya didn't lie.

His temper was so terrible that she didn’t want people around her to get hurt.

Xavier's expression and tone were meaningful. "I get angry for you because I care about you." Arya was dumbfounded and didn’t know how to answer.

"I'm not coming back today. Good night."

Xavier threw away the cigarette butt and started the car to leave.

When Arya heard the noise, she ran to the window and saw the car leaving.

Her expression became complicated

She couldn't figure out what Xavier meant.

After spending half a day with Arya, Ryan no longer rejected her.

Arya watched the car leave before turning back to the bathroom and continuing to bathe Ryan. Xavier didn't go back to the hotel but asked Jacob to drink with him.

There were only two men in the dark room.

Jacob poured wine for Xavier and said seemingly unintentionally, "Shouldn't you be with Miss Harrison at this time? Why are you free to come out for a drink?"

Xavier raised his eyebrows and curled his lips. "If you want to tell me something, just say it. Don't play tricks."

Jacob smiled. "Nothing. Just when I came here, I saw Marshal in another private room. He was fooling around with a bunch of punks.”

Xavier snorted coldly.

It was disdain, and it was annoyance.

He sank into the sofa and asked vaguely, "Do you think I'm insane?"

Jacob immediately understood what Xavier was referring to. He thought for a moment and said, "Have you noticed that Arya and Miss Harrison look alike?"

After a pause, Jacob continued, "I think you stayed with Arya because she looks a little like Miss Harrison."

After hearing what Jacob said, he thought about it carefully. They were really a little similar.

But Arya's cheeks were more delicate, but a little thin

He wasn't sure about her character. She looked gentle but she was actually very stubborn.

It was actually a little difficult to grasp her weakness and make her obey.

Harriet was also beautiful, coquettish, and sensible many times, but he couldn't find the kind of feeling he wanted in her.

Xavier shook his head. "They're not the same kind of people. There's no comparison.”

In contrast, Arya was more like a woman with a story, which could arouse his curiosity.

Jacob continued to pour Xavier wine. He also filled a glass for himself and drank it all in one go. It was probably true that the wine could make a coward brave. In normal times, Jacob would never dare to ask.

"Boss, who do you prefer?”