Conquering System: Harem With Infinite Rebirths

"Brother-in-law... I... I'm not ready yet... I don't want... don't want this... I... I'm so scared... I feel so sinful... I'm sorry... brother-in-law... I... I..."

Seeing Harry suddenly stop his movements and look at her deeply, Clara became flustered and avoided his gaze, stammering out an explanation.

"It's okay... Clara... I know... I was too impulsive just now... I'm the one who should apologize." Harry gently pulled the ashamed and panicked Clara into his arms, softly patting her smooth and delicate back to comfort her.

"Brother-in-law is willing to wait for you, until the day you're ready! Even if that day never comes, brother-in-law is willing to wait forever!" Seeing the deep affection in Harry's eyes, Clara's cheeks burned.

At this moment, she felt incredibly happy. Being held in her brother-in-law's arms, enjoying his caresses, made Clara feel cherished, comforted, and fulfilled.

But that sense of sin and shame never completely faded. It was like a shackle, always lingering in her heart.

Every time their passion grew intense, this feeling of guilt and shame would make Clara feel terrified and nervous.

She longed to let go completely with her brother-in-law. She was willing to give her most precious first time to this man she loved deeply.

But this man was, after all, her brother-in-law, her older sister Wanda's husband. Because of this identity, Clara always felt a deep sense of shame and sin. She couldn't see a future for herself and Harry.

If her happiness had to be built on her sister Wanda's pain, she would rather suffer herself! She would rather be alone!

"Brother-in-law... actually, the way we are now... is pretty good too... I really wish... I really wish we could stay like this forever... Let me lie in your arms forever..."

Clara suddenly smiled sweetly, her radiant expression like a ray of sunshine piercing through Harry's heart, filling him with warmth and intoxication.

Clara's smile was like the warm sun in winter, or like a clear drink in solitude, intoxicating and comforting, as if one could lose themselves in it forever.

Harry finally understood why some people could fall in love for a lifetime just because of a simple smile.

If such a smile truly existed, it had to be Clara's. That smile was as sweet as honey, like a blooming flower, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Clara, I know you're worried about your sister's feelings, but actually... Wanda might not necessarily mind..." Harry hesitated for a moment but finally said to Clara, "I also really like things the way they are now. You never getting married, staying at home forever, our family living happily together forever—I truly can't imagine you leaving our home, becoming someone else's wife. I think I would go crazy."

"Mom and Wanda definitely don't want you to marry out either. Maybe... we could maintain this relationship well, staying together forever without hurting Wanda..."

Harry's words made Clara's gaze drift slightly.

"Can... can that really happen?" Clara asked softly, her voice filled with longing. If it were truly possible, she wouldn't mind sharing her brother-in-law with her sister.

But there were too many concerns, and just thinking about them made Clara feel especially troubled.

The hope in Clara's eyes quickly faded as she sighed faintly and said, "Even if sister agrees, will mom agree? Even if sister and mom agree, how could dad possibly agree? With dad's temper, he would definitely kick us out..."

Harry was left speechless by Clara's question. Yes, he had already won over his mother-in-law, and Wanda had tacitly consented. But as for his father-in-law, Harry didn't even need to think to know he would never accept it.

The mere thought of his father-in-law always mocking him, nitpicking and ordering him around, filled Harry with resentment.

Right now, his father-in-law was the biggest stumbling block, the biggest thorn in his side. As long as his father-in-law was around, Harry could never feel at ease in this house.

If only Warren could stay on his business trip in Shenzhen forever and never come back...

"Alright, alright, brother-in-law, I think the way we are now is pretty good. Let's not overthink it! I need to get up now, get out!~~" Clara playfully pushed Harry, her alluring body twisting as she stood up and pulled Harry toward the door.

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving, I'm leaving..." Harry stood up helplessly, his erect penis straining against his underwear, aching with desire.

Every time he was with Clara, this little temptress left him burning with lust, yet he was never satisfied. It was enough to give Harry internal damage.

"I need to find someone to relieve this, or I'll explode..." Harry muttered as he walked out the door. Just then, his phone suddenly rang. Harry glanced at the screen—it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, who is this?" Harry asked curiously as he answered the phone in a cold tone.

"Hello hello! Is this Mr. Harry? I'm Xaria, a sales representative from Mercedes-Benz United Dealership. Do you remember me?" A sweet and polite young woman's voice came through the phone.

"Xaria?" Harry frowned slightly as he tried to recall.

When he had bought a car at the Mercedes-Benz dealership before, it was this young girl who had assisted him. She had left a decent impression on him.

If he remembered correctly, the system had even issued him a side quest to pursue Xaria. However, he had been too busy lately, and a salesgirl like Xaria didn't hold much appeal for him.

Xaria was very pretty, with a good figure - youthful, vibrant, and pure. But compared to the women around him, she wasn't particularly enticing to Harry.

From what he vaguely remembered, Xaria had fair skin, delicate features, and a tall, graceful figure, though she was a bit too slim.

"Oh, I remember now. I did buy a Mercedes from you before."

"Yes yes! That's me! I'm so honored you still remember me, Mr. Harry!" The girl on the other end laughed happily.

"Xaria, what's the matter?" Harry asked curiously.

He had already bought the car - why was this girl calling him? Did she know he had made a huge profit yesterday? Did she know he was thinking of buying another car?

"Oh, I'm calling to follow up with you!" Xaria's voice turned shy, her face flushing as she spoke nervously.

In reality, the Dealership had dedicated after-sales service staff. She was only responsible for front desk reception and sales, not after-sales service. She was calling Harry purely to get closer to him.

One of her roommates had recently found a wealthy sugar daddy as a boyfriend, moved into a villa, started driving a Mercedes, and was now living her best life.

Meanwhile, Xaria was still stuck in their cramped shared apartment, working early and late every day.

Thinking about how her sales performance was at the bottom again this month, with a monthly salary of just over 3,000 USD, and having to endure her supervisor's humiliation and scolding, Xaria - who had just graduated full of ideals, ready to work hard and carve out a place for herself in Hacheston - suddenly lost all motivation.

In school, her dreams had been grand, but reality was brutally harsh, so harsh that she realized no matter how hard she worked, she could never climb the social ladder.

Seeing her roommate flaunting Cartier watches, Bulgari necklaces, LV bags and a Mercedes after landing a rich man, Xaria suddenly didn't want to work hard anymore.

But since she was new to society, the only young, handsome, rich and generous man she knew was Harry, her former client.

"Mr. Harry, are you satisfied with the car? Is there anything we can improve?" Xaria asked cautiously, trying to please him.

"I'm not sure actually. The car was for my mom. I've only driven it once or twice. Overall it feels pretty good, but my mom said the warning light keeps coming on lately."

Harry, genuinely thinking this was an after-sales follow-up, answered sincerely.

"Ah! That's a common issue with this batch of models. Why don't you come by our store when you're free? I'll arrange for after-sales staff to repair it for free!"

Xaria enthusiastically invited Harry.

"Oh, thanks. I'll have my mom visit your store sometime."

Harry nodded, his impression of Mercedes' after-sales service being quite positive now.

He'd heard online that Mercedes salespeople were arrogant and their after-sales service was terrible, but now it seemed those rumors were unfounded. Harry now thought those who criticized Mercedes online were just sour grapes.

"Xaria, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up now?" Harry's mind was still on Nancy as he planned to go to the company soon to pursue her. He had no time to waste with a car salesgirl.

"Wait! Mr. Harry! Wait!" Hearing Harry was about to hang up, Xaria immediately cried out nervously.

"Hmm? Is there something else?" Harry frowned curiously, feeling there was something odd about Xaria.

"Well...it's...it's like this...Mr. Harry...to thank you...for your support...I...I'd like to invite you to dinner...would...would that be okay?" Xaria gritted her teeth and finally mustered the courage to ask Harry out.