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.

problem, but also a reputational one. We received instruction from the head

whole room was in

thoughts?” Jason glanced over the folks

one even dared to look back at

beckoned one

think the best thing to do now is

echoed

way to cease the

Bella made this up. she set Nathan up.” Another manager, a

“Do you have proof?”

the company saw how Bella always made eyes at Nathan.

tape of what happened to them in the fitting room that day. A lie what Bella said might be, she had evidence to prove it. She went to hospital

with such vile countermove, leaving us with nothing to

Hit after

turned into

unfair for Nathan, but we have no choice.” The guy who suggested to

now, Jason could only compromise no

looked at Nathan, his eyes red. “Don’t blame me, Nathan. I have no

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

clenched tightly, fingers digging into his

such outcome, but it

innocent. The fans put Nathan’s head on

Rita sneered.

everyone flushed. But soon

have to have a voice here? Get

you really have so much conscience, why don’t you come up with a

did not freak Rita, she said slowly. “I

eye, except for Nathan’s was

when they looked at her, thinking that

and

when they could not

A man snorted and was followed by a wave of nods of

not get worse anyway.” Rita ignore the

Jason frowned. “Well…”

me a chance to prove my innocence. I just need

Jason was shaken.

at Rita. “Are you sure that you can fix this,

then put off her mask. “But I have a

much do you

“I don't want money.”

“Then…”

to be the vice president of SF.” Rita

requirement

to Jason. “Don’t waste time

and we’ll

“Jason?”

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

we going to say to the head office

said as he stood up and headed for the door.

party chose to respect his decision since Jason

believed that

you eat your own words

your little mouth