Sweet Divorce

Nathan Looked at Rita with confusion in his eyes. “That’s what this is for?”

She could just apply for a job if she wanted to get into the Brown Group.

Why would she get herself in the swirl?

“Isn’t that a simple thing to do? Like, way to simple.” So simple that made him felt unrealistic.

Rita smiled, her eyes glimmering. “It’s not simple, not at all.”

“You’ll know.” Rita didn't elaborate, she raised her eyes at Nathan. “So, what do you say? Wanna give it a shot or not?”

Looking at Rita, Nathan felt like a lay of light just pried open the darkness he was in. He saw hope and warmness.

“I’ll give it a shot.”

He agreed resolutely after a moment of silence.

His eyes laid on Rita’s face again. “So, what’s your plan? And, what do I need to do? Why don’t we have a talk about that?”

“You need to prepare some popcorn… and some beverage to wash it down.”

Popcorn and beverage?

What?

Nathan blinked, puzzled, “Huh?”

“Just sit and lay back while watching me juggle.” Rita laughed lightly.

Nathan’s mouth twitched. Was he being stupid to believe that a young girl could save him?

Was it too late to regret his decision now?

Rita knew what’s going on in Nathan’s mind by the look on his face. And she knew he would despair if she kept teasing.

So she faded the smile. “Bella just held a press and pinned everything on you. The situation is extremely adverse for SF now, and more so to the Brown Group. I assume that you will get a call from the board, and they’d like to see you.”

“And then?” her analysis sounded reasonable, so Nathan asked for further part of her plan.

Rita squinted. “By then, I want you to take me with you to the meeting, and I’ll deal with the board.”

“Alright.” Nathan agreed. He didn't know why he trusted a girl he just met so much.

Nathan’s assistant called him soon, telling to attend a meeting at the company half an hour later.

The two of them headed to the company right away after the call.

Rita wore a mask to masquerade as Nathan’s assistant.

“Nathan, have you seen the press?” Jason Snow, a manager of SF, said as caught sight of Nathan.

Nathan nodded, and Jason sighed. “That pours gas on the fire for us.”

“Tell me about it. After the press, our company has become the sole target of attack, hail of abuse is aiming at us. We have barely sold anything for the past few days.”

The manager gesticulated at his assistant to dispatch the sales figures to everyone in the room.

Frowns emerged on everyone’s face when they saw the data.

reputational one. We received instruction from

room was in

over

dared to

beckoned one

the best thing to do now is to accommodate to the fans and fire

agreement echoed in

way to

Nathan

“Do you have proof?”

saw how Bella

fitting room that day. A lie what Bella said might be, she had evidence to prove it. She went to

her first, so her team came up with such vile countermove,

it. Hit after

into sighs

who suggested to fire Nathan looked

compromise no matter how much he

“Don’t blame me, Nathan.

was calm on the outside. But on the inside, he was

tightly, fingers digging

anticipated such outcome, but it still hurt

sell your colleague, who is innocent. The fans put Nathan’s head

Rita sneered.

instant, everyone flushed. But soon the

voice here? Get out!” a manager stood up violently

don’t you come up with a method

said slowly. “I

every eye, except for Nathan’s

in their eyes when they looked at her,

had seen and fought wars in

an assistant do when they could

snorted and was followed by a wave of nods

not just give it a shot. It could not get worse anyway.” Rita ignore the stares and laid her

Jason frowned. “Well…”

friendship, give me a chance to prove my innocence. I just need three days.” Nathan gave Jason a pleading

Jason was shaken.

his eyes at Rita. “Are you sure

off her mask.

much do you

“I don't want money.”

“Then…”

the vice president of SF.”

requirement

tsked, then looked to Jason. “Don’t

word, and we’ll

“Jason?”

Rita. “Deal. You are the vice president if you pull

are we going to say to the head

to them.”Jason said as he stood up and headed for the door. “The meeting

respect his decision since

believed that Rita would

be glad to see you eat your own words three days

than your little mouth can