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."

henchmen's eyes lit up! 'What a good idea,'

boss order you to find out if the

no point in hiding

up with another question. "Was Esmond responsible for selling

nodded in

I want to ask: did you fulfill the promises of new

expression grew increasingly

they indeed did not give out the compensation, admitting to it in front of someone else was extremely difficult. They knew they had essentially deprived those residents of the homes they had worked hard for most of their lives to

wrongs 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? What's done won't disappear with time.

forget about her beautiful face. It was then they realized they

asking these three questions, Rita turned and