Sweet Divorce

Chapter 9 Rita’s Charm

Across the road.

"Liam, he said he was coming soon. Let's wait a little longer." Jacob shook his phone at Liam beside him and found that the man has been staring at something.

He looked sideways, and saw Rita being reprehended by the old lady.

Jacob smacked his lips, "This woman, she deserves it. Liam, are you satisfied now?"

The man’s face was deadpan. There’s no way to see exactly what his emotions were.

The man was indifferent every day, with little answers to unnecessary questions.

So Jacob was not surprised.

He leaned his head against his seat, and watched their conflict as a pastime.

In the backyard of the Browns house

"Don't touch my daughter!"

Watching Rita to be surrounded by the servants, Mason Brown shouted in haste.

Then he and his wife Zoey rushed over, protecting Rita behind their backs, not allowing anyone to come near.

Looking at the parents in front of her, Rita felt so warm inside that her eyes were flowing with tears.

Of course, her parents would love her and protect her no matter what happened.

Zoey clutched Rita’s cold hand, asking in a hoarse voice, “Rita, are you OK?"

"Mom, it's nice to have you." Rita shook her head, tears can’t help falling down, but her smile was so brilliant.

"Rita, you haven't been back in A Long time. Your mother missed you so much. Go back to her room and talk to her for a while." Mason gently wiped away tears, adding, "Dad will handle grandma."

Zoey sniffed, and took Rita back to the room.

Rita stood in place. She understood that grandma would not let her through so easily.

If she insisted on entering the door, it was her parents who must suffer.

"You’ve grown fangs and dare to disobey me!" Mrs. Brown glanced at the couple with a cold face, grabbed her cane and slammed it to the ground, "I'm not dead yet! I'm in charge of the house! What, nobody listens to what I say?"

Sure enough, she knew this would come.

Rita sneered quietly, without the slightest surprise.

Dad was a good man, but he’s just too filial to grandma.

It's hard to let Dad leave this cold family now, so she couldn't break up with them for the sake of her parents.

"Dad, don't upset Grandma because me. I will come back and see you at times available." Rita patted her parents' hands and she handed the gift box to her grandmother, "Grandma, this is my gift for you. I wish you healthy and live long."

A gift to her?

Will wonders never cease?

"Mrs. Brown glanced at the shabby gift box, but she didn’t hold it, "You getting out of the house should be the best birthday gift."

"Grandma, it's Rita’s thought that counts. Let's just take it." Charlotte, after hiding behind to watch the chaos, came over at this time.

She took the old lady's arm and made a lovely appearance and then wearing a puppy face as if she was begging mercy for Rita, "At least Rita is Liam's wife, the Mrs. Wilson, you have to take the Wilson family into consideration, right? Just let her eat a meal and leave."

Charlotte’s mentioning the Wilson made the old lady even angrier.

The world admired Rita for marrying a Wilson and think of it as an incomparable glory, but only the Brown family knew that Liam hated the Browns because of Rita.

Although he did invest in the Group, he never showed kindness.

Especially last time, when her friend wanted to turn to Liam for help, he didn’t even look at them. Such humiliation!

Mrs. Brown glanced at Rita, smacked her lips in disdain, "Oh, what Mrs. Wilson, talking like she could be one if she didn’t go to sleep with Liam Wilson. Now I’m just banishing her out of the door. Liam wouldn’t ask about her even if I beat her bad."

Rita didn’t care about Mrs. Brown's sarcasm

Instead, Mason beside her couldn’t bear it, "Mom, if our child made a mistake, we must also give her a chance to correct. How can we sentence her death directly?"

"I don’t need you to teach me.” Mrs. Brown glared at Mason, who still wanted to fight for some mercy, "Leave your spare time for yourself, the Brown family is not a place for good-for-nothings. How are you

going on the project of West Blue Bay?"

"Well ..." Mason lowered his head.

On the side Charlotte was gloating, and then hurried to fuel Mrs. Brown’s anger, "Grandma, that land is said to have been predetermined to be sold to others."

"What?” Mrs. Brown was shocked, she was so angry that she almost got a heart attack.

Charlotte feigned to be worry, soothing grandma's chest, and said, "Grandma, it's not uncle’s fault. After all, there are lots of people watching that land. But rest assured, I have found a stronger help, and there’s hope to get the land back."

"Well. Good, lucky to have my granddaughter, Charlotte." Mrs. Brown gave a sigh, and squinted at Rita, "Unlike someone, not only does she never bring benefits to the family, but also disgrace us!"

"Grandma, Rita actually loves this family." Charlotte again showed off her good-man character, but deep inside she was gloating with satisfaction.

Rita, watching Charlotte pleasing Mrs. Brown by using Rita’s father and Rita herself, exclaimed that a person can be cheeky to this extent.

She held her discouraged Dad and stood side by side with him.

She pursed her lips and followed what Charlotte said, "It is Charlotte who understands me the most. Actually, I also love this family, and wanted to pay my filial piety to grandma. I know grandma has been upset about the Blue Bay project a few days ago, so I took it down for you in advance."

Everyone is dumbfounded after hearing this.

The land in Blue Bay was taken down by Rita?

But soon, their gaze turned into doubt, and eventually into a heavy irony.

As if mocking Rita to be dreaming, she’s just a little girl, how could she get such a big project like blue bay!

"Rita, this kind of joke is not funny at all." Charlotte is the first one who spoke, "Grandma would really be angry." Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Well. She’s hopeless.” Mrs. Brown sighed, looking at Rita with more disgust.

It seemed that she’s too disappointed to talk with Rita, Mrs. Brown turned back to the hall.

"I'm not joking, I'm serious." Rita tore open the simple gift box, and took out the land transfer contract of Blue Bay, handing it to Mrs. Brown, "Grandma, the Brown family owned the Blue Bay right now."

Mrs. Brown didn't believe it at all, so she didn't bother looking back.

On the side Mason gave it a glance, when he saw the place where wrote the land owner being Rita, he exclaimed in elation, "Rita, you … you really got the Blue Bay!"

"Yeah." Rita nodded.

Mason’s eyes reddened. He quickly handed the contract to Mrs. Brown, "Mom, look, your granddaughter Rita won the Blue Bay project for you!"

He said this in great pride and relief, Rita can’t help but feeling his glee.

Seeing her Dad like this, it’s worth getting the contract in exchange of her freedom.

Mrs. Brown, because of her dimmed eyes, couldn’t see it clearly.

She handed the contract to Charlotte, "Charlotte, you tell me if this transfer contract is true."

"Yes, Grandma."

Charlotte took the contract, and studied it carefully. She examined every word to see if there are any telltale signals of fakeness.

But in the end, nothing was found.

"Charlotte, you have been examining it for so long. Is it true?” Rita knew what Charlotte’s thinking of. She walked forward, and asked her with a smile.

Charlotte, holding the contract, was actually madly jealous on the inside.

She went around asking so many people for favor, and then finally when she could get this thing through, and it turned out …

"Tut, how did this idiot get Blue Bay!"

"Although she is secretly begrudging Rita, she could only be the good person in front of the public, "… Yes. It’s true."

Hearing this, people burst out with exclamation, looking at Rita in shock.

"It is said that this project, Mr. Brown and Ms. Brown have been negotiating it for months, and Rita Brown eventually took down the land in Blue Bay. Tut … this is unexpected.” One servant glanced at Rita in her thin figure. The coldness dissolved, he showed more respect.

"Yeah, yeah, who knows that Rita were on such bad terms with her family and yet she still stands on the same line at crucial moments!” The other servant nodded.

But another servant rolled eyes to them and immediately corrected, “What Rita Brown, that is our master."

"Yes, yes, our master."

The two servants nodded in one voice.

The changed attitude of servants didn’t affect Rita. She heard them in calm.

She lamented inside that the world was so cruel. One second before she was being ridiculed by them, and now she was the master.

She wondered if she should be happy or sad.

Of course, Mrs. Brown also heard the servants’ muttering. She might be stubborn but also reasonable.

She was indeed satisfied with what Rita did.

Putting away the contract, she looked at Rita again and her eyes softened a little, “You have been considerate about this gift. I accept it."

"As long as Grandma is happy, it's worthwhile.” Rita smiled.

Mrs. Brown's pursed lips loosened and walked into the living room with her cane. "The guests are waiting. We should go inside. You, go back to your room with your mother."

"Yes, thank you, grandma."

Rita saw Mrs. Brown leaving. She didn’t miss the tumbling jealousy and hostility in Charlotte’s eyes.

After Charlotte left with Mrs. Brown, Rita hardened her face. Charlotte thought to herself, "From now on, I will pay back to you step by step!"

The man in the car also saw this victory.

He looked at the woman's smirk, eyes squinted.

Was this woman still Rita?

Why did he feel that she’s a different person with the same face, becoming more and more like a treasure, making people wondering what she was hiding.

"Liam, no, no. Isn’t the land of Blue Bay in your hand? Why is it in Rita's hand?” Jacob touched his head, a face full of puzzlement.

"I gave it to her.” The men were calm.

Jacob was so shocked that his jaws almost fell on the ground. "Liam, what is wrong with you? Giving Rita Brown such a fat piece!" He used to hound Liam for seven days and he still refused giving him the land.

"What, you have an opinion?" the man squinted at Jacob, and Jacob was immediately frightened, "No problem, you are the Boss. You have the final say."

"Jacob, check again what happened between me and Rita in the past, and remember, don't leave any trace!" The man said, and later he seemed to think of something, adding, "Oh, by the way, give me a copy of everything about this woman."