Sweet Divorce

Rita’s line brought the bustling office into dead silence.

Everyone looked over to Jason in unison.

Jason lifted his gaze to meet Rita, fingers tapping the tabletop, as if considering something-

Tap.

Tap.

Everyone remained quiet, and the tapping against the table was especially crisp.

Rita and Jason stayed there, testing each other to see who would be the first to crumble and speak.

The room seemed quiet, but undercurrents roiled.

Especially those who’d had their eyes on the assistant general manager’s position for a long time – they really had it in for Rita now.

“The responsibility of the assistant general manager’s position is too great, Mr. Snow. I feel like it should be left to someone more capable.” Matthew spoke first, prodding Charlie with a nondescript gesture. “What do you think, Mr. Powers?”

“That’s right. Assistant general manager is an important spot. You can’t hand it over to someone with an unknown background just because they resolved one crisis for the company!”

Charlie shot a glance at Rita, then muttered to himself, “Much less a young girl like this.”

Jason ignored the two, turning to Connor Trent, who’d maintained silent throughout. “What do you think, Mr. Trent?”

“I’ll leave the decision up to you, Mr. Snow. I have no opinion on the matter.” Connor gave up his say.

Charlie glared at him. “Brownnose!”

Connor smiled, as if he hadn’t heard that.

The position had been one that Charlie and Connor were competing over. Now that Connor had given up, Charlie was obviously slated to be the one to get said position.

As his personality went, of course Charlie was feeling resentful as all heck.

He looked coldly towards Rita, leering, “Listen, girlie…”

“Rita Brown.”

Halfway into his sentence, Rita interrupted him with two words.

“W…what?” Charlie jolted.

Seriously, Rita replied, “My name, gentlemen, is Rita Brown.”

Hearing that, everyone paused for a second.

Other than a bit of disquiet flashing across Jason’s eyes, the rest of them didn’t seem to register anything. At least, they didn’t connect that name to the Brown family.

Rita didn’t have Amelia’s favor, so she’d never been let into the company.

Furthermore, none of the Brown family had ever been allowed to mention Rita’s existence in the bloodline.

So it wasn’t strange that people here didn’t know her.

“You say you solved this issue for us, but where’s the proof?” Charlie cocked an eyebrow, putting the ball in Rita’s court again.

“Yeah, this was all Mutt’s exposure piece at work, what’s it got to do with you?” Hearing that, Matthew chimed in. “Show us proof that you were responsible, and we’ll hand you that position.”

Matthew’s doubts resonated with the other managers of the company, who started talking amongst themselves.

“Mr. Powers and Mr. Gray are right, Mr. Snow. We have to have Ms. Brown prove that she did resolve this issue and it wasn’t a coincidence.” Connor spoke as well.

pressure on

weren’t good people, but he’d never thought they could stoop so

assistant general manager’s position, but now they were trying to squirrel out of

band of

do you mean proof; you’re just going back on your word and don’t want to let

accusation, Charlie’s expression turned fiery. “Quit speculating wildly. I feel like

“You…”

to say something else, but Rita stopped him with

looking

lost her

gang didn’t want her to

and the rest of

they wouldn’t budge so

expected everything to

mildly, “Since I was the one who’d sold the video to Mutt, I’m not bothered by their

Connor laughed out loud. “You sold the video to Mutt? But Mutt is saying on

everyone else checked Mutt’s social

admitted outright that he’d bought the

everyone looked

round out the lie now,

didn’t expect Mutt to give up his source like that, did you,

didn’t speak, only looked mildly at

“Then why don’t have

the lie,”

had

as efficient as always, Mr.

if anything, he’s the best bet for

staff in the office lauded praise on Connor, who simply remained as outwardly

mild-mannered, but to Rita, he hid daggers

it up to Jason, he was probably the

they wanted to play it like that, she wasn’t going to

at her

if you leave now, you can still salvage your

chuckled. “I have

moment, the door

in

up to greet her, all smiles. “Hello, Ms. Anderson. I’m Connor Trent. I asked you to come to

Mr. Trent,” Isabelle

and returned to the subject at hand. “So as far as my knowledge goes, you sold the information to Mutt, which is why we have

it went,” Isabelle

Connor’s confidence

his throat and placed the focus straight on Rita. “But this person says

up the info myself!” Hearing

lose her temper, some of the people

turned her forcefully over to face Isabelle. “How would you explain it away this time, Ms.

her back straight. “What… do you have

eyes met, and Isabelle feigned

swallowed the “no” she’d been in the middle

Boss?!

Connor froze. “!!!”

wasn’t just him was froze to

looked at Isabelle, then at Rita,

That was some twist…

you, you just called her…?” Unwilling to accept

she spoke, Isabelle took out a Starpath investor’s sheet from her pocket and handed it to Connor. “Rita Brown, investor in