Sweet Divorce

The long, deep kiss had Rita short of breath, and her face flushed an unusual red.

She tried to push Liam off her, but the man held her even tighter, until she couldn’t move.

The embarrassment and awkwardness of the situation gave her a migraine.

Especially being kissed in full view of the public. The entire café was stirred up now.

“Mommy, they’re kissing over there.”

An infantile voice warbled from the side. A girl blinked her large doe eyes seriously. “Mommy, I want a kiss too.”

The girl’s mother cleared her throat and covered the girl’s eyes for shame.

Jacob turned around himself, looking out the glass window and snickered, “…in broad daylight, too.”

His voice was a low murmur, as if talking to himself.

But Rita heard every word, and her face lit aflame as she wished she’d turn transparent.

To stop the kiss, she bit down on his lower lip.

Accompanied by the scent of blood on her tongue, Liam’s movements stopped.

“Rita…”

Rita took the chance to push him off. Blushing, she left the scene.

She didn’t stop until she was sure Liam wasn’t following.

Still, the searing heat on her face didn’t fade away.

Leaning on the wall, she lifted her gaze towards the café, and indescribable feeling in her gut.

Taking a few deep breaths, Rita steadied her scattered heartstrings and continued forward.

At the same time, in the café.

Liam followed the girl’s hasty retreat with his eyes and didn’t chase after her. He turned towards Jacob. “Let’s go.”

“To the office or home?” Jacob asked hurriedly.

The man’s deep gaze fell on the girl’s receding back once again, and his ruby lips curved. “The Brown household.”

If the Mountain will not come to Mohammed, Mohammed must go to the Mountain.

If she didn’t want to go to the Wilson household, it was the same if he moved to the Brown household.

***

Also at the same time, inside the Brown Group subsidiary.

The projector was playing live footage of Raymond’s press conference.

“I have already delegated my lawyer to sue Nathan Murphy’s over his sexual assault of my wife. It is my hope that the law punishes the transgressor severely.”

Raymond’s voice played from the footage, and the high-ranking company staff started looking more sour than ever.

With Bella making her statement, the press conference dealt out another heavy blow.

On the internet, the witch hunt against Nathan swelled to new heights.

internet denizens were even moving from howling for Nathan’s blood to howling for SF. Brown’s

hasn’t issued a statement as to how to resolve this incident, so it looks like they’re going to cover for Nathan Murphy! They’ll protect anyone just

Murphy, cancel

regards to SF. Brown, I hope you go bankrupt

Murphy, hell, boycott all of this company’s clothes, the disgusting bastards! Get out of the

the comments levied against them, some people were

and said, “Mr. Snow, it’s getting out of hand. Are we really going to put our faith in

at the screen, his head

this problem. If we continue to do nothing, we’ll either get buried under criticism or get cut off from headquarters outright.” Another manager, Matthew

talent, Mr. Snow, but are you really going to cost us all our jobs over

Jason’s expression turned ugly.

pressure from multiple sides, he was finding it hard

everyone there and started to

right, was he really going to offer everyone

was a businessman, so he naturally understood what a

the pros and cons, Jason

Colt and make it clear that we

his hand,

Snow,

the paper, Jason’s face sank, and his

a few seconds, he placed the pen over the dotted line

Then he stopped again.

sign it,” Charlie sighed and urged

the office

walked in from outside, bright eyes scanning the motion on the desk, then landing

face was

out of this? You talked a

Charlie tapped the screen, where Raymond’s press conference was still going

remained calm. “I said I’d resolve it in three days; it’s only been two,

we not rush? We’re getting torn to shreds online, and we’re dealing with all that pressure from headquarters.” Charlie slapped

boorish rudeness furrowed Jason’s

also realized his lapse. He took out a cigarette, walked over to the balcony

look, then turned to Rita and smiled. “Don’t hold it against him. The man’s got a short

problem. I know Mr. Powers means the best for the company.” Rita looked at

short-tempered, but he did

just had a bit

the topic, have you made any progress?” Jason was still

“We’re eighty percent

progress and what your following

I can’t do that,” Rita refused

room flew into

Jason had no words.

Matthew had no words.

was the color of beetroot. “So really, you’re just messing around with us

Snow, Mr. Powers, all I can tell you right now is – look at tomorrow’s

Everyone jolted.

The tabloids?

Rita had turned

about Nathan until tomorrow, Mr. Snow. Or else… my hand might slip,

that, Rita pressed play

days’ time for

instantly taken

flew into a

that, he rushed up in an attempt to take the recorder from Rita