"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
The chill air spilling out from Liam devoured the hall, turning summer into winter. Nora's heart thumped under her chest observing the man's fury. Why is he? Then he heard everything she just said. "Liam... I..." "Rita was right, I arrange you in the same room with Lilly intentionally. Liam interrupted her. Nora knew, but still, it hurt her to hear the truth from Liams mouth. She leaned on the crutch, asked bitterly. "You promised to forgive our family, Liam. Why are you still so cruel to me?" "I did promise that. But I didn't say that I would forgive you." Liam squinted, eyes filled with aggression. " A Wilson always protects the people he cares. Nobody can hurt the people he cares." Whoever dared to so would regret. And Nora broke Rita's leg. She had to pay her debt. Putting her in the same dorm with Lilly was just to collect the interest. His explanation shocked the two girls both. For an instant, they both looked at Liam. "Do you understand now?" Liam looked dagg
With Oliver covering, Rita slept soundly in the advanced math class. Drool peacefully. Feeling the wetness, Oliver couldn't help but frown. However! He tilted his head to look at the girl's porcelain white little face, his eyes hidden but full of doting. This woman ... "Oliver, are you free today? Can you tutor me after class on the high ... number! Maryam Cox walked towards Oliver with her textbook, shyly and unmistakably. However, when she saw Rita sleeping with Oliver's hand on her pillow, she was stunned. What the hell? Rita the bitch sleeps with Oliver's hand on her pillow. For a second, Maryam stared at Rita with the intention of killing her. She fought down the urge to pull Rita away and looked at Oliver inquiringly, "Oliver, Rita she this ...?" Oliver did not respond. He was silent and Maryam pursed her lips again and continued, "She slept so well that she didn't even know what she had pulled under her head." Oliver: "..." The man's face was expressionless an
Because of a phone call, the originally lively classroom was dead silent. Sebastian looked at Rita and said in a helpless tone, "Rita, l'm also wondering why you got a perfect score in all the other subjects but a zero in advanced mathematics?" Sebastian looked at the blank test paper with a face full of confusion, and then at Rita, her eyes full of confusion. At this moment he wondered if he had offended this school bully? In order to reflect the democracy, he said kindly: "Of course... if the teacher where to do wrong before, or you do not like my way of lecturing can be put forward, do not be afraid to say, boldly, for good advice it teacher must listen carefully, humbly accept, correct errors in a timely manner. " Sebastians attitude suddenly took a one hundred and eighty degree turn, and Maryam, who had just wanted to see Rita hilarious, bit her lip with hatred. Let Rita win again! Damn it! She was uncomfortable, but found a place to fight back. Who would have thought t
In the crowd of mockery, the teacher Sebastian Simpson squinted at Rita: "Rita, you did win the design award, but the math score is also too bad, I think you really do not need to be here in class, you should voluntarily withdraw from school and go back to high school to study again." The surrounding students even clapped their hands and shouted Rita has not come to school many times, but she has offended many people because of the last design competition. Who would be willing to study hard for so many years only to lose to someone who hasn't even taken a few days of classes at the competition? Add to that the fact that the contest organizer is The Wilson Family, and that she is boyfriend and girlfriend with Liam, and its hard not to speculate if this is an inside job. Even though this issue was explained at the beginning, some people still do not want to accept the fact that they are not as good as others, and this heart is determined that Rita is relying on the relationship t
Day 2. Hotel restaurant. Rita had just settled on the couch and before she could say what she wanted to eat, Jackson pushed a bunch of photos in front of her. She looked as confused as she could be, "This??" "Just look at it." Jackson pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with a loving look. Rita reached out and took the photos and found that they were all handsome. Handsome explosion. Not only handsome, this type is also diverse. The gentle warm man, the muscular man, the cold and overbearing general. All are handsome... only you can not think of, not here no. "These are all the young talents of F City, see if you like any?" Rita was watching with great interest when Jackson's interrogation voice came overhead. Even if she didn't guess what the old man was thinking just now, she now understands it. This is to introduce her to a boyfriend? Cough... She instantly felt the thick photo was a little hot. "What, nothing you like?" Seeing her face look
Hudson, although momentarily larded, also forgot about the fight and took people to The Wilson Family to move the emerald. But, Jackson was always dark. He raised his eyes to look at Liam, who was now in the same place, and was not happy with how he looked. "Why are you standing, sit down and have a drink with my dad." Rita saw this and was busy smiling and easing the atmosphere. Liam: "Okay." However, he finished his body just to get a glass of wine, Jackson but coldly grunted: "Do not, I can not afford, I am afraid to set up artillery to kill my house." Rita: "..." Liam:"..." Jacob: "..." father-in-law really loves to hold a grudge. Your son is about to empty The Wilson Family right now, so you can't give Liam a chance? Jonathan, who was on the sidelines, was also angry. However ... They both dare not speak. Who is this black-faced person across the street? This could be the father-in-law of our own Liam. The two men looked and determined ... again and again that this
Rita saw the scene and her eyebrows were gently clustered. She tugged at Liam and whispered a reminder, "Are you really going to ask my brother out on a date?" Liam looked down at the girl and the corners of his cold mouth ticked up, "Worried about me?" "Sister-in-law don't worry, Jonathan they are masters, a fight is just a small thing, don't worry." Rita hadn't said anything yet, Jacob was like a treasure to a dozen dark guards a compliment. Ritas trying to kill him. Is she worried about who loses and who wins? She is worried about what to do in a fight!!! Jacob is usually a smart person, how tonight the brain is like stupid, thinking about fighting? Not on a mission these days, too idle? If you are too free, you give yourself two stabs! You do not mind watching, but if this really fights - I am in a dilemma. Her mind Jacob does not understand, but Liam understands. The man's large bony hand rubbed her black hair and smiled lightly, "Trust me, I have a sense of prop
When the phone hung up, Rita's whole being was in doubt. It was not until she was enveloped in a cloud of black shadows that she came back to her senses. Hudson handed her a glass of honey water: "Don't worry, F-town the Brooks Family is not inferior to him The Wilson Family, hard to lose who is tough is not certain." Rita's mouth twitched: "Do you have to be so rigid? Can't we settle this peacefully?" Hudson sniffed, helplessly spread his hands, "just persuaded you for three hours, you are not willing to break up, it is not only decided to force a solution, which can rely on us?" Hearing Hudson's words, Rita almost did not vomit blood. Dare I say it's still her fault. She whispered with a wrinkled brow, "If you want me back in the Brooks Family so badly, why didn't you come and meet me two years ago?" They clearly knew of her existence two years ago. Yet in those two years, they never sought her out. NEVER!!! Jackson sniffed, there was some bitterness in his expression
Jacob's mouth asked, but his heart did not want his Liam to answer this video. After all, the situation at that end of the video is unknown. The unknown is dangerous. What if it's the same kind of shocking thunder that Rita is lying in the arms of another man? However, the eyes of the cold and handsome man beside him narrowed, and his cold lips opened slightly: "Pick up." Accessed from ... Hearing this word, the crowd breathed a sigh of relief. Almost instantly brushed all eyes fell on the phone screen, God ah this video must not be a bomb ah. Jacob shook his hand and picked up the video. Immediately thereafter, Rita's bright face stained the entire screen. Jacob was relieved to see it was Rita, "Oh my God, phew." At the other end of the phone, Ritas pink lips were just about to ask Jacob what he was doing on the phone, but when she heard Jacob's thankful look, she realized something was wrong. Jacob used to not deal with her too much, since the two reached an agreement
Evening with The Wilson Family. Inside the flower room with the curtains tightly drawn, even if the floor was rinsed twice by Jonathan, there was still a strong smell of blood. Jonathan grimaced helplessly, " Jacob, more punch?" "Liam didn't say to stop." If Liam doesn't say stop, who dares to stop? Jacob wouldn't dare. Jonathan ... is more afraid. Jonathan carried the hose while flushing the floor again, while sneaking a glance at the figure of the rattan chair. The man leaned back in the rattan chair with his eyes closed, his eyebrows tightly clustered, and his handsome face was ice-cold. Far more bizarre and dangerously cold than usual. Jonathan swallowed a mouthful of spit, and his gaze returned to Jacob at his side, and continued in a low voice: "Jacob, this is not the way to go on, Liam does not eat or drink the body can not carry, in this way ... we have to die! I don't want to brush the floor." Who isn't sleepy!!! He was also eager to sleep. But if Liam doesn'