The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Yeah, you, of course! Otherwise, why would I bother to beat them up so hard?" replied Sherman.

Rita felt an indescribable sense of gratitude. Her eyes became teary as she looked at Sherman, and he found it somewhat uncomfortable under her gaze.

He reached out and gently covered her eyes with one hand. "Hurry up and ask your question."

With someone backing her up, Rita straightened her shoulders and stepped out confidently from behind Sherman. She paced back and forth in front of Esmond's men, feeling like a sheep in wolf's clothing. "You said someone's words had misled your boss. Who is that person?" Rita asked.

The henchmen exchanged hesitant glances, none daring to be the first to utter the name of that person. After all, they would be in trouble if their boss woke up and found out.

Rita clicked her tongue. "Alright, how about this? Just nod or shake your heads. That way, when your boss wakes up, he won't know what you've said."

lit up! 'What a good idea,'

if the woman I'm investigating is named Karen Parr?" Rita

in surprise. They had not expected Rita to know about that woman. With that, there was no point in hiding anything anymore. They nodded in unison. "Very well. Seems like my stepmother

another question. "Was Esmond responsible for selling the

henchman nodded in unison

you're being honest. Now, I want to ask: did you fulfill the promises

expression grew increasingly

extremely difficult. They knew they had essentially deprived those residents of the homes they had worked hard for

clearly when it comes to your boss's affairs, readily sharing everything. But when it comes to your own involvement in wrongdoing, you dare not admit it. But what's the use of denying it?

about her beautiful face. It was then they realized they were dealing

three questions, Rita