All people's eyes landed on Rita and Liam because Liam's words. Rita blushed because they just became the center of attention. "Let go of me. I'm working..." "Let go of me." Seeing that Liam had no action, Rita looked up confusedly. Liam then retracted his look from Tomas and loosened his strength, "Okay." Seeing the Liam was being so protective, Lillian was really shocked. Then Liam's phone suddenly rang. Glancing at the caller ID, Liam paused for a second and answered the phone, "Hello." Liam frowned hearing caller's words, but he still Rita was taken aback by his words. How come that he changed the subject so quickly? She stroked her forehead and said, "Even though they are my friends?" "Yep." Rita and Lillian were both taken aback by Liam's words. 'It's lucky that she is a woman, or she definitely wouldn't be allowed to be near Rita. Lillian thought inside. "Okay, be good. I will be back soon." Liam then pecked Rita on the lips. Lima would definitely give Rita a lin
In the lounge. "Miss Rita, Mr. Spencer is in your office. He wants to see you." A girl rushed in. Thomas almost choked himself when he heard the name, his face a ugly green. Rita was confused when she took note of his reaction. Who is Mr. Spencer? Someone heavyweight? Why is Thomas so freaked out to hear his name? She showed no emotion on the outside despite the confusion. "Noted, I'll be right there." She put down the chopsticks and got to her feet. However, Thomas grabbed her wrist. "Don't go." His tone and expression made Rita wonder. "Why?" "Because..." Thomas took a deep breath before he told Rita how Euan molested male staff and the relation between Euan and Mr. Spencer. "She must be holding grudge against you now that you thwarted her plan to affront me. I bet she asked this Mr. Spencer to revenge you, she wants to fire you." He used this trick on the last manager too. "That's what this is about..." Now Rita understood why Thomas was in such a stew. Thomas
Her face was pale as milk when she realized that. She fucked up. Cursing silently, Euan gave Bruno a pleading look. "Bruno..." "Don't you dare you to touch me again!" Bruno scolded, his face dark. The way Bruno turned back on her pissed Euan so much that she bit her lip so forcefully. So you're not going to help me? You this old asshole. in such a dire situation, the pressure made her brain run faster so that she came up with a solution. Bruno seldom talked about the Browns, but not never. He mentioned them once or twice in his cups. He said that there was a Brown girl who gave up everything for a man and ended up disowned by the family. She remembered. The girl's name was... her name was... was Rita! She recalled. That's right! Rita! No wonder she found Rita's name familiar when she first heard it. But she could not remember where she heard it and so did not pay it much mind. Now that she remembered, that fear she felt abated. Rita was that useless girl in Bruno's mo
As the photos and paper fell on the table, time seemed to stop. Then almost at the same time, Amelia and Rita's eyes were drawn to the photos. Amelia could not make out the words on the paper due to the distance, but still, she got nervous. Her heart beat fast, anxiety and fear magnifying inside her. Her body acted fast than her mind. She scrambled up and reached for the photos and paper. "Bullshit! Who are you? You are trying to deceive my granddaughter, aren't you?" Amelia didn't even spare a look on the paper, she just tore them into pieces and threw them on Michael. "Get out!" Rita seldom saw Amelia to be so furious before, she squinted. The fragments slapped on Michael's face. But he didn't get mad, instead, he smiled. "It's just some paper, why do you get so anxious, Mrs. Amelia?" Rita kept silent, her eyes fixing on Amelia's face to catch every minor change of emotion on it. Amelia had to yield under Rita's stare. She straightened her back after a few seconds and sn
Jacob chickened out immediately at the stare of Liam's. pouty, he murmured. "So what I got a problem?" Had you ever been democratic? They stood close together so that Liam caught his complain. He smiled. "Feel free to say it if you have a problem." Jacob looked like he had seen a ghost. "Really?" "Of course... if you're not afraid of death, say whatever you want to say." Jacob felt comforted when he heard "of course", Liam is still that Liam, he still has a sense of human rights, love hasn't blinded him yet. But when Liam proceeded, his heart fell from the sky and shattered into pieces. He ought to know... he should never have any hope. Seemingly, Liam was democratic, but actually... Those who obey live, and who defies die. Tyrant! All those thought happened just in a blink. Soon Jacob came back to himself and surrendered to his fate. At his post, he muttered. "We workers suffer when someone miss his love." To Jacob's sighs and complains, Liam paid a curt smile. He di
"Li... Liam." The cold expression of his told Rita that he must had mistaken. Hurriedly, she thrust Oliver away and explained. "Liam, listen to me, it's not what you saw, I did not do anything with him." "So there's some problem with my eyes?" Liam threw back. "Nah, I mean..." "You lied, sweetie. You just kissed me, how can you deny it." Oliver uttered while Rita was racking her brain to think of a proper explanation, his tone accusing. "Sweetie, you're a bad girl." Rita could feel jealousy seeping out from Liam. Her back was stiff was she saw that dark face of her boyfriends, she whirled abruptly to rebuke Oliver. "Stop raving, you mad drunkie! I... hey! Don't you fall asleep, you have to explain this!" She reached her hands out to sway the Oliver, trying to keep him awake but failing. Oliver just tell asleep. Rita froze. Hello? Seriously? You can't do me like that! How is she going to explain to Liam now? How is she going to end this farce? Oh, god! Please! Take
Now that Isabelle had said the words "birth father", Rita didn't need to ask to know what the results were from the other report. Without a doubt, they were blood related. At the end of the day... they were father and daughter. Rita couldn't help her curiosity towards this "birth father" of hers. "Isabelle, could you look up... what his name is?" "Jackson Brooks Isabelle looked at her computer and answered honestly. Jackson Brooks?! Hearing the familiar name, Rita's pupils shrank. Shock and confusion ran through her eyes. "What a coincidence - it's him?" "What, you know the man?" Isabelle asked curiously. "Can't really say I know him." She'd only seen him once. Three years ago, Liam had gotten in a serious accident when his car malfunctioned and collided with the car in front. The accident had injured Liams skull and put him in a coma for days, while the female driver of the car hed hit had died of her wounds. And this Jackson Brooks... was that driver's husband. Tha
As the two were in the heat of the moment, the phone rang out again. And the caller was none other than her father Noah. Rita stared at the screen for several seconds, then finally picked up the phone, saying with a sweet "hello", "Early for you to be calling, Dad, what is it?" As she spoke, she leant her soft body back against the man's embrace, letting him support her entire being. Liam hugged the woman in his arms to him lightly, willingly acting as her pillow. "It's your mother's birthday, Rita. If you're free, why don't you come over for a meal to celebrate?" Hearing her father's cautious question over the line, Rita's heart sank. A bad feeling started roiling in her gut. Ever since shed been old enough to know things, her mother had been at odds with Amelia. Add to that the fact that her father was too much of a good son to disobey her grandmother, her mother Zoe hadn't really celebrated her birthday every year. So what was it with this year? Rita's brow knotted, and