Sweet Divorce

Nathan Looked at Rita with confusion in his eyes. “That’s what this is for?”

She could just apply for a job if she wanted to get into the Brown Group.

Why would she get herself in the swirl?

“Isn’t that a simple thing to do? Like, way to simple.” So simple that made him felt unrealistic.

Rita smiled, her eyes glimmering. “It’s not simple, not at all.”

“You’ll know.” Rita didn't elaborate, she raised her eyes at Nathan. “So, what do you say? Wanna give it a shot or not?”

Looking at Rita, Nathan felt like a lay of light just pried open the darkness he was in. He saw hope and warmness.

“I’ll give it a shot.”

He agreed resolutely after a moment of silence.

His eyes laid on Rita’s face again. “So, what’s your plan? And, what do I need to do? Why don’t we have a talk about that?”

“You need to prepare some popcorn… and some beverage to wash it down.”

Popcorn and beverage?

What?

Nathan blinked, puzzled, “Huh?”

“Just sit and lay back while watching me juggle.” Rita laughed lightly.

Nathan’s mouth twitched. Was he being stupid to believe that a young girl could save him?

Was it too late to regret his decision now?

Rita knew what’s going on in Nathan’s mind by the look on his face. And she knew he would despair if she kept teasing.

So she faded the smile. “Bella just held a press and pinned everything on you. The situation is extremely adverse for SF now, and more so to the Brown Group. I assume that you will get a call from the board, and they’d like to see you.”

“And then?” her analysis sounded reasonable, so Nathan asked for further part of her plan.

Rita squinted. “By then, I want you to take me with you to the meeting, and I’ll deal with the board.”

“Alright.” Nathan agreed. He didn't know why he trusted a girl he just met so much.

Nathan’s assistant called him soon, telling to attend a meeting at the company half an hour later.

The two of them headed to the company right away after the call.

Rita wore a mask to masquerade as Nathan’s assistant.

“Nathan, have you seen the press?” Jason Snow, a manager of SF, said as caught sight of Nathan.

Nathan nodded, and Jason sighed. “That pours gas on the fire for us.”

“Tell me about it. After the press, our company has become the sole target of attack, hail of abuse is aiming at us. We have barely sold anything for the past few days.”

The manager gesticulated at his assistant to dispatch the sales figures to everyone in the room.

Frowns emerged on everyone’s face when they saw the data.

We received instruction from the head office today, they want this

whole room was

glanced over the folks

no one even dared to look back at

Jason beckoned one

think the best thing to do now

agreement echoed

the only way to cease the

Bella made this up. she set Nathan up.” Another

“Do you have proof?”

anger flared. “Everyone in the company saw how Bella always made eyes at Nathan.

lie what Bella said might be, she had evidence to prove it.

her first, so her team came up with such vile countermove, leaving us with

me about it. Hit after hit,

argument turned into

no choice.” The guy who suggested to fire Nathan looked at Jason. “If we don’t do this soon

could only compromise no matter

“Don’t blame me, Nathan.

was calm on the outside. But on the inside, he was

fingers digging into his

anticipated such outcome, but it

you sell your colleague, who is innocent. The fans

Rita sneered.

everyone flushed. But soon the embarrassment

does an assistant have to have a voice here? Get out!” a manager stood

much conscience, why don’t

said slowly. “I do know how

except for Nathan’s was

eyes when they looked at her, thinking that

had seen and fought wars

an assistant do when

man snorted and was followed by a wave

it a shot. It could not get worse anyway.” Rita ignore the stares

Jason frowned. “Well…”

our friendship, give me a chance to

Jason was shaken.

his eyes at Rita. “Are you sure that you can fix this, young

put off her mask. “But I

do

“I don't want money.”

“Then…”

vice president

requirement shocked

manager tsked, then looked to Jason. “Don’t waste time with

and we’ll have the press ready

“Jason?”

Jason’s eyes laid on Rita. “Deal. You are the vice president if you pull us through

to say

as he stood up and

chose to respect his decision

of them believed that Rita

be glad to see you eat your own

your little