The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Miss Rita, you've misunderstood me. I didn't mean to imply you intentionally bought scalped tickets. Perhaps your friend was unintentionally deceived by scalpers, too? As for the interview you mentioned, I'll reconsider it and give you a response within twenty-four hours. If there's nothing else, please leave my dressing room. I need to rest," said Claire.

Rita was thus escorted out of the dressing room. Even as she was pushed out of the door, she still wore a bewildered expression.

"What? I didn't even get a chance to explain myself, but they just assumed it was all my fault!"

Rita stomped in frustration. What rotten luck! She had spent a fortune buying the ticket, only to be accused of purchasing a scalped one by those two. What was even more frustrating was that she did not even get the chance to defend herself. Claire just pushed her out of the dressing room, leaving her feeling utterly aggrieved.

As Rita left the room, Sherman's gaze remained fixed on her.

Claire only noticed Sherman's expression when she turned back. "What? Couldn't bear to see her leave?"

meddlesome woman once is more than enough. Now that she's gone, I think I'll head back too so you can have a good rest." Sherman picked up his suit jacket and

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to turn to see her expression. In the end, he simply

he left, she stood where she was

and smiled coldly. "What could he

repeatedly reminded him to reserve seat number 008, but he somehow ended up with seat 007 and Sold that ticket! Luckily, Sherman didn't complain about it, or

did you say? The ticket that was sold was for

...

day. Not only did she not get the interview, but she was blamed for something she did