Conquering System: Harem With Infinite Rebirths - Chapter 293

Chapter 293: Home
Harry politely said: Nancy, what’s wrong? Are you in any trouble? Go ahead.

Harry deliberately acted mature, steady, domineering, and calm.

Mature, steady, domineering, and calm successful people had the strongest charm for women.

The second was the handsome guy who was a bit ruffian, handsome, romantic, and cool.

What women despised the most was the loser who only knew how to lick the boots of others and had little emotional intelligence.

What Harry showed to Nancy was a successful man who was mature, steady, domineering, calm, gentle, and indifferent to fame and fortune.

iiiis: Brother, I am really in big trouble now. Do you still remember the principal Samuel who scolded you in the live broadcast room last time? He is Samuel. He bullies people everywhere with his few stinky money.

He… He has been pestering me for a long time and has been asking me to be his girlfriend, but I don’t like him at all. I have always clearly rejected him, but he has been pestering me. I have to try my best to avoid him and ignore him, but he… He still doesn’t give up.

He threatened me that he would completely ban me, make me unable to survive on the Internet, and completely ruin my reputation and make me socially dead. I am so scared now! The only person I can think of is you! Can you… Can you protect me?

He has already rushed to Hacheston. I don’t know what he will do to me. He sent people everywhere to find me… I am so scared! I have really been forced by him to no avail… Is it… Is there really no one who can protect me?

Is it… Do I really have to be a girlfriend to someone I don’t like? Give my body to this disgusting playboy?

“Hmph! Green tea bitch, it’s a pity that Nancy didn’t become an actress.” Harry snorted with a sneer. It turned out that Nancy was an internet celebrity.

He created a personality for her, and she quickly got into it. It was as if she was an innocent girl who was simple and ignorant, and Samuel was an arrogant and domineering dandy.

There was no mention in her words that she wanted to take advantage of Samuel at the beginning and deliberately played ambiguous things with him.

What she said implied that Samuel was pursuing her, but she didn’t like him and had always maintained her chastity, making her seem like a chaste and heroic woman.

When most people saw this situation, they would basically choose to help the girl and fight to the end with Samuel, the domineering rich second-generation.

Harry politely said: Is there such a thing? Humph, Samuel really thinks his family can do whatever they want? Samuel’s family is indeed powerful and not something that ordinary people can contend with, but this is Hacheston, not his family’s backyard! If we go to his hometown, I may not be able to do anything, but in Hacheston, I guarantee that he won’t even dare to touch a hair on your head.

Harry replied in a domineering manner, deliberately revealing an extraordinary power and arrogance.

As soon as Harry said this, Nancy on the other side was absolutely full of curiosity about him, as well as gratitude and dependence.

Curiosity, gratitude, happiness, and dependence—once these feelings appeared in a woman’s heart, this woman was not far from being conquered by the man who made her feel this way.

At this moment, Nancy’s eyes were filled with tears of excitement, and her heart was full of polite admiration and curiosity towards YouHaborry.

iiiis: Really? Brother YouHaborry! Are you really willing to help me? Aren’t you afraid of Samuel? I’m afraid that I’ll implicate you… If you’re… If you’re afraid… I… I don’t want to implicate you…

What Harry didn’t expect was that Nancy did not forget to provoke him indirectly at this time, deliberately provoking the conflict between him and Samuel, and using provocation to guide him to stand up and help her.

Harry naturally saw through Nancy’s little thoughts. After a faint smile, Harry cleverly replied:

YouHaborry: You are worrying too much. There is nothing to be afraid of Samuel for me. Besides, Samuel will not fall out with me because of this matter. Even if he wants to fall out with me, I am afraid his father will not let him do so.

Harry’s words clearly meant that there was no need to be afraid of Samuel, as if he was trying to comfort Nancy, but in fact, his words showed an unintentional suppression of her.

If one understood this sentence more deeply, it meant that Samuel was indeed powerful and influential, but Nancy was not qualified to cause Samuel and Harry to fall out.

This made Nancy, who was always proud and confident, immediately feel inferior.

When interacting with women, especially those who were arrogant and self-righteous, men must not be led by the skills that naturally appeared in the words of such women, and become more and more accustomed to thinking along the lines of such scheming bitches.

Instead, Harry should get rid of the routine in the words of this scheming bitch and instead use an unintentional expression of contempt to suppress the arrogance of the scheming bitch, gradually gaining the upper hand in their interaction.

In this way, the arrogant, self-righteous, and scheming girl would slowly become obedient to him—even to the point of licking him.

But if he fell into the trap that a scheming woman inadvertently displayed and was truly suppressed by her innate arrogance, then in the end, he could only become her spare tire, her loyal licker.

If he was lucky, he might eventually marry the “goddess” and become a father.

If he was unlucky, after years of licking, the “goddess” would marry a rich man or a second-generation heir, leaving him to smile bitterly and give her a wedding gift, forced to watch her swear love to another man.

Harry had studied PUA(Pick Up Artist) techniques over the years and had some experience dealing with women like Nancy. Now, with the system’s secret prompts, he was even more formidable, wielding pickup artistry with effortless mastery.

iiiis: I’m glad I didn’t get you into trouble! Brother Harry, then… then what should I do now? Should I go find you? Or… or should you come find me?

Harry replied politely: You’re staying at your friend’s place now, right? Then stay there—it’s safer than a hotel. I’ll send someone to watch over you discreetly. As for the next step, I’ll handle it. Didn’t Samuel slander you online and threaten you privately? Then fight back through the internet. He can slander you, but you can’t slander him. However, you can post your chat logs and let the netizens analyze them.

Harry gave mysterious instructions to Nancy, deliberately letting slip that he knew where she was. This made him seem all the more powerful, deepening Nancy’s trust and dependence on him.

iiiis: Okay! Then I’ll listen to you, Brother! I believe you!

iiiis: Brother, what do you do? Can you tell me? Can I meet you? I want to see you. I’ll feel safer if I do. I’m really scared and lonely right now. You’re the only man I can trust…

Seeing Nancy probing for his background, Harry replied mysteriously, “You’ll know when the time comes,” then closed WhatsApp without another word.

After breakfast, it was time to go home.

After all, they were his biological parents and brother. When his family was in trouble, Harry, as a son and younger brother, had a duty to visit and offer whatever help he could—even if they had never truly treated him as family.

Even if my parents and brother look down on me…

We’re still bound by blood. After all, they raised me.

Harry paid for breakfast, got into his car, and sped toward the highway.

His home was in a rural part of a small county town near Hacheston, not far from the city. The drive took about three hours.

The journey was smooth. Exhausted, Harry slowly steered his small Toyota into the village.

He hadn’t been back in two years, but little had changed. Everything felt familiar—the towering trees at the village entrance, still lush and green, the weathered sign reading Anglo Village still standing firm. But beside it now stood a massive stone engraved with the village name, alongside a flashing LED board proclaiming “Celebrating the 90th Anniversary.”

Harry drove slowly toward his home, taking in the scenery and reminiscing about his childhood.

He had grown up in this remote mountain village. His earliest memories were of picking wild fruit, catching birds and fish in the hills, and playing with a handful of friends.

Back then, there had been no proper roads—just bumpy dirt paths. Trips outside the village were rare, maybe a handful each year.

Compared to the world beyond the mountains, this place had nothing. Yet its beauty was undeniable—rolling green hills, clear waters, crisp air—leaving Harry nostalgic.

“When I’ve had enough of city life, I’ll come back here. Build a manor, live quietly with Wanda, Clara, and the others…” He gazed at the distant mountains, his face full of longing.

But as the car wound deeper into the village, the sight before him stunned him.

Two years away, and the changes were beyond what he’d expected.

Last time he’d visited, the houses had been old, mostly small two-story villas. Now, rows of new homes were under construction, and the old road had been replaced by a two-lane concrete stretch.