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.

instruction from the head office today, they want this farce to be

whole room was

Jason glanced over the folks

no one even dared to look back at

Jason beckoned one

Jason, and then said coldly. “President Snow, I think the

echoed in the

only way to

up. she set Nathan

“Do you have proof?”

flared. “Everyone in the company saw how Bella always made eyes

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

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

about it. Hit after hit,

argument turned into sighs at

but we have no choice.” The guy who suggested to fire Nathan looked at Jason. “If we don’t do this soon enough,

Jason could only compromise no matter how

“Don’t blame me, Nathan.

on the outside. But

clenched tightly, fingers digging into his

but it still hurt him to

The fans put Nathan’s head

Rita sneered.

for an instant, everyone flushed. But soon

an assistant have to have a voice here? Get out!” a manager

so much conscience, why don’t

accusations did not freak Rita, she said slowly. “I do know how

every eye, except for

it was mockery in their eyes when they looked

had seen and fought wars in

could an assistant do when they could

and was followed by a wave of nods

get worse anyway.” Rita

Jason frowned. “Well…”

anything. For the sake of our friendship, give me a chance to prove my innocence. I just need three days.”

Jason was shaken.

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

and then put off her mask. “But

do you

“I don't want money.”

“Then…”

be the vice

requirement shocked

tsked, then looked to Jason. “Don’t waste time with them,

and we’ll have the

“Jason?”

eyes laid on Rita. “Deal. You are the

we going to say to the

he stood up and headed for the door. “The meeting is

respect his decision since

of them believed

to see you eat your

bite more than your little mouth