Sweet Divorce

"Did Jacob find the woman at the party?" Rita asked excitedly. "Ask Jacob to bring her here. I have so many questions."

No matter how agitated she was, Liam remained nonchalant.

He looked at her with his head titled. Then he gave a wicked smile and said, "If you want to see that woman, call Jacob yourself."

Rita was too angry to fire back.

She looked at the hateful man, her mouth twitching.

Suddenly, Liam got up.

'Is he going?'

Rita rushed to follow. "Liam Wilson, haven't you always wanted to find out who killed Joey?"

"I'll find out." He glanced at the stubborn woman and walked out smiling.

What he meant was clear. He would find the murderer sooner or later, but it had nothing to do with her.

Watching him leave, Rita gritted her teeth.

'This is a personal vendetta! He is deliberately making things difficult for me!'

She glared at him, but as he went farther and farther, she hurriedly ran after him.

Her high-heels clattered on the ground.

Hearing the sounds of footsteps, Liam gave a small charming smile. When sunshine spilled on his chiseled face, he looked even more handsome.

Liam did not wait for her. He walked through the courtyard to his luxury car.

He got in, glanced at the woman who had caught up, and was going to close the door.

"Wait!"

Rita stopped him, holding the car door firmly.

Then, she got into the car swiftly and sat next to him. "Where are you going? Let's go together."

"Who's going with you? Get out!" Liam said disdainfully.

But as if she didn't hear him, she comfortably put her leg on the front seat central armrest and said, "Driver, start the car!"

The driver looked through the rearview mirror at Liam's gloomy face, dared not to even move, let alone start the car.

If he started the car now, he would be in big trouble.

He wouldn't dare.

The atmosphere in the car was awkward.

Rita, however, didn't care and stayed anyway.

Liam glanced at her. "You have one minute to get out!"

"I won't! I'll go wherever you go until I see that woman!" she snorted stubbornly.

"You two, get her out of my car!"

"Yes, sir!"

Two subordinates quickly nodded and went around the front of the car to Rita's side.

In order not to be pulled out of the car by the two bulky men, Rita clasped Liam's arm tightly and said, "The Brown's."

Liam looked at her, who was now acting docile. He pretended not to understand, "What?"

"I went to my parents' last night," Rita licked her lips and replied.

"And then?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Rita was confused.

Realizing she still had no idea what he was angry about, Liam was in a bad mood again.

"What are you two waiting for? Get her out!" He forcibly pulled his hand away and glared at the two men who were hesitant to make a move.

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

Seeing that Liam was angry, the two men sweated with fear. One of them holding Rita's head and the other grabbing her feet, they dragged her out of the car. Then, the car door was slammed shut.

Rita watched the black Maybach drive away. "Hey, Liam! Liam!"

Soon, the car disappeared around the corner, leaving nothing but dust behind.

Rita frowned, standing there in confusion.

'And then? What does that even mean?'

She thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

They all said women were hard to figure out. Figuring out what was on Liam's mind was more difficult than that.

To know the whereabouts of the woman at the party, Rita decided to put up with him.

Temporarily, of course.

She turned to the two men behind her and said solemnly, "Go get the car! I'm going to catch up with Liam!"