Rita eventually made a concession and continued to have her meal because Liam insisted. She finished her lunch and then got out of the bed, "Let's go." "Wait." Liam stopped her again. Rita lifted her eyes impatiently, "What now?" He still had requests? Liam raised his hand and wiped her lips gently with a tissue. Then he stared at her face and gave a fond smile, "OK." "Thanks." Rita went blank for a while before he spoke in his mesmerizing voice. She stopped looking at him. Then she went past him quickly and left the room. When she walked out the door, her heart began to thump. She felt her heart melted when he wiped her lips. She would still be influenced by Liam no matter how hard she tried to move on. Maybe that was because she had been too obsessive with him in the past. But it could prove nothing else. That was it. Thinking of that, Rita no longer frowned. But she was still afraid that her mood would fluctuate because of Liam, so she sat next to the car door as
"Rita?" Grandpa Jim looked at the girl sitting beside hissickbedwith worriesfilled in his eyes. "Be careful! You waist has not recovered and you should stay on the bed." "But I miss you so much." She acted like a spoiled child, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You are a good girl." Grandpa Jim compromised with affection, but turning around, showed a stern face to Liam. "You should take a better care of her. If she didn't recover well and soon, you'll be punished with the family rules." Then Grandpa Jim turned to her and helped her stand up immediately, "The floor is so cold that you shouldn't sit there. Come and sit beside me." Feeling his overwhelming tenderness, Rita almost shed tears. Being alive again, Grandpa Jim still doted on her. "Rita?" Noticing she was in a trance, he called her name again. She recollected her thoughts instantly and sat beside him. On that day, they had a long conversation. Only when she was with him, Grandpa Jim burst into laughter instead of
With eyes fixed on Grandpa Jim who passed away so suddenly, Rita just went blank and felt heartbroken. Why?! She remembered that Grandpa Jim was gone at the end of this month in the last incarnation. Why did it happen earlier? She hadn't accompanied him for a long time. "Grandpa! Grandpa..." She was about to step forward but fell on the floor for she was in a disturbed state of mind. Michael was stunned and ready to help the weeping girl stand up. But at this moment, Liam acted before him more quickly, holding the girl in his arms. Looking at his beloved girl leaning on another man's shoulder, Michael tried his best to control and calm himself. What he could do was only to stand still, looking at her with love quietly. "Rita?" Holding her in arms, Liam asked worriedly. She stopped trembling, looking at the man's face above her head with tears, and said, "He left us." Now she had no one to support her. Now she could not do everything she wanted, because the one who alway
When she was trying her best to think of an excuse to reject him, a black car, which was apparently expensive, stopped in front of them. The window was winded down and a good-looking face appeared. The driver said, "Hi, Liam." The comer was one of Liam's good friends, Edison. Rita had little memory about him. In the last incarnation, she met him twice when joining some parties with Liam. She remembered that Edison was a gentleman, neither lively as Jacob nor cold as Liam. "Sorry, I am late. I must deal with some businesses in the C City first." When she was absent-minded, Edison got off the car, standing in front of them, "I am so sorry for you grandpa." Liam nodded simply and opened the door of his car. Looking at the fragile girl, he ordered, "You should stay in the car." "Well." She was not interested in joining their conversation. She was no longer the girl who made all the efforts to meet his friends. This time, she didn't care anything about him. She smiled to Edison
"Since we all agree to elect a vice president, we now should speak of the one who you prefer. Then from those proposed, we will choose the best one. What do you think about this suggestion?" Charlotte smiled brightly and looked at Rita, "My dear sister, how do you think?" "OK.” "Great! Let's get started." Charlotte gave the shareholders a signal. Immediately, one of them stepped forward, "Now the Brown family is in disorder. I think we need to find someone who is experienced and competent." "Yes." "That's right." Others shareholders agreed instantly. Looking quietly at them who were echoing each other, Rita smiled innocently, "So who do you think is qualified?" "Well... Director Spencer is the most respectful among us who has been in business for years so I think the first candidate should be proposed by you, Director Spencer." This shareholder mentioned the oldest shareholder. Director Spencer's full name was Bruno Spencer. He was Amelias younger brother, the second big
Rita was threatening her with her powerful statement. The ward was like experiencing a heavy storm. But she stood still without any action, which scared Charlotte. After Rita woke up from the fever, she was like another person. In the past, Charlotte scorned her and considered her just a little smart but now she became her fatal enemy. Charlotte tried her best to be less fear and pretended to be innocent, "What are you talking about? I don't understand. I think, that your father is lying in the ward has nothing to do with me.” Hearing her denial, Rita was not surprised, "Didn't you plan to make my father and grandma attacked in the car accident?" "Oh, how can you say that?" Charlotte became solemn suddenly, "Why me? Do you have any evidence?"Noticing her silence, Charlotte understood that Rita had no evidence. 'So why is she so brave to look down upon me?' Charlotte thought. Charlotte stood straight with mockery, "Mind your word. Otherwise, I will sue you for defamation."
Rita rushed back to school. When she got to the dormitory hall, she found the stairwell was teemed with people. "The war between rivals of love." Some girl said as she nudged at her friend. "Who do you think is going to win?" Her friend plucked her answer out. "Of course I hope it will be Lilly." Lilly? Rita made a halt when she heard the name. She raised her eyes to the center of the crowd, and spied Nora for an instant. Nora was stopped by Lilly at the doorway of her dorm. "You will never enter this room with me here." "Lilly, the school made this arrangement." Leaning on her crutch, Nora said miserably. "I really don't have a choice." "You don't have a choice?" a chilly smile appeared on Lilly's face. She grabbed Noras collar and jerked her. "You know how much I hate you. But still, you nagged Liam to transfer you to W university." Nora's silence aggravated Lilly. She thrust her away. "Get out of here, you're not welcome here." Nora reeled back, the crowd made way fo
Rita didn't get a reply from Liam. She raised her head to look at him and found that his eyes were closed. Could he fell asleep that fast? She knew he was just pretending so that he could avoid the subject. But inevitably, they had to divorce no matter he wanted to or not. She wriggled out of his embrace. Standing by the bed, she looked down at Liam. "Have the documents ready the day I return. We'll end this quick." Still, Liam gave no reply. Fretful, Rita raised her brows. She moved her eyes away from Liam to the desk, and plucked a pen to start drawing on a pad. She was gradually aware of how important power was after the trauma that happened to her family. Only with power could she protect the people she cared. Only with power could she safeguard herself from schemes and conspiracies. So she practiced once she was free, grasping every possible chance to better herself. Engrossed in her practice, Rita didn't notice that Liam had opened his eyes. He looked at her, his face