Chapter 871: Will you help me 2? Chapter 871: Will you help me 2? Clara Brown was different from Mia Garcia; she found Ethan Lee quite admirable.
Not only was he generous, but he also opened new doors for Clara Brown, allowing her to experience pleasures she had never known before.
As a forty-year-old woman, her needs in certain areas were much greater than the younger Mia Garcia’s, so she had no intention of letting go of Ethan Lee, this strong support.
But she knew that by herself, it would be very hard to keep Ethan Lee.
As for the Third Young Master Collins that Mia Garcia fancied, Clara saw him merely as a young wealthy master, whose practical contributions to their mother and daughter would certainly fall short compared to what Ethan Lee offered.
“Mom, this time it’s all on you. As long as we can win back Uncle Lee, I’ll be good from now on and listen to his every word,” Mia Garcia said cautiously.
Clara Brown patted Mia on the back and replied, “Don’t worry, leave it to your mom. We’ll definitely win back your Uncle Lee.”
With their mother and daughter’s beauty and figures, they were sure to keep him.
“Yeah, as for other… interests, I’ll tell you when I think of them. I’m tired tonight; I’m going to bed,” Mia said, yawning.
“Go on, get some sleep, you’ve had a hard day,” urged Clara Brown.
When Mia returned to her room, she took off her clothes and stood in front of the mirror, her body covered in terrifying lash marks. Mia’s hand gently traced the dreadful whip marks.
In her mind, she replayed everything she had experienced that day…
At Harry Collins’s private residence, an assistant knocked and entered.
“Third Young Master!” he greeted.
Harry Collins looked at the visitor and asked, “How did it go?”
“We have no idea about the situation inside the room, but judging from the look on Mia Garcia’s face when she left the room, it wasn’t good. Later, I followed her to her place and overheard her conversation with her mother. Today, Ethan Lee, that old lecher, abused Mia, because he found out about her relationship with you,” the assistant reported truthfully.
Harry Collins let out a cold chuckle, “If I hadn’t deliberately revealed a little to make Ethan Lee aware of this, the situation wouldn’t have progressed as fast as it has.”
“Indeed, Third Young Master, your wisdom is admirable,” the assistant complimented. “What do you plan to do next?”
Harry Collins swirled the red wine in his glass, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the wine, “Of course, I’m going to lend a hand to Mia Garcia. She’s probably desperate to ditch Ethan Lee and marry me now, and I’m definitely going to make it happen for her.”
“Is Third Young Master planning to ‘use a borrowed knife to kill’?”
Ethan Lee, that old lecher, has had his fun for so many years. It’s time for him to die,” Harry continued, swirling the wine in his glass.
“You’re right, Third Young Master. It’s already merciful of you to have let him live this long,” agreed the assistant.
Harry Collins smiled, took out a red wine glass, poured a cup of wine from a newly opened bottle, and handed it to the assistant. He then raised his own glass, clinking it with the assistant’s, “Let’s drink to celebrate in advance.”
“Thank you, Third Young Master,” the assistant said with a smile, accepting the glass.
After they had finished their drinks, Harry Collins asked, “The medicine I gave you earlier, how did it work out?”
Upon hearing this, the assistant immediately replied, “Third Young Master, no kidding, that medicine was miraculous! The night I took it, I was with three women, and I had more than enough energy to handle all three—and afterward, I still felt great, not a single issue.”
Thinking of the miraculous effects of that medicine, the assistant began to fantasize and became somewhat eager…