Chapter 6 Charlotte

"You’ve always been caring for me, and I certainly need to share your worries." Charlotte smiled gently,
holding Rita’s arm tight and whispered, "Rita, you have a good chance now. I will help you put the pill
into Liam’s milk."

"Now?" Rita pretended to be nervous "I'm a little uneasy."

Charlotte pushed Rita downstairs, "Take it easy. I got your back."

Hearing this, Rita sneered inwardly.

That's exactly what Charlotte said in the previous life.

Charlotte told Liam that she was forced by Rita.

Liam, in a rage, handed the project that should have been given to the Brown Group over to others,
making Rita a clown in the Brown family. And Charlotte stepped on her flesh and blood and won the
recognition of the family.

When Rita was losing in thought,, Charlotte drew her to the table and made her seated.

To avoid awkward silence, Charlotte keeps looking for topics.

However, Liam barely talked apart from the occasional smile of Rita.

The man ate his own breakfast with grace as if there was nobody.

Suddenly, he put down his chopsticks and got up.

That meant he’s full and was leaving the table.

Rita was calm. She continued to eat with no intention of action.



But her left leg was kicked hard under the table. The immediate pain distorted her face.

"Rita, are you all right? Sorry, I didn't mean to kick you in your injured left leg.” she said. Seeing her
pain, Charlotte’s eyes were full of guilt. Rita looked at her coldly and didn’t miss the gloat in her eyes.

"It's okay." She got back to dinner.

"Why are you still eating? Stop him!"

Charlotte gave her a signal. Rita slowly glanced at Liam and seems to be reminded of something.

She stopped the man at once, “Wait a minute, Liam. I want to discuss something with you.”

Seeing Rita continued their plan, Charlotte smiled with an imperceptible scheme. Rita is such a stupid
woman who can't stand to be egged on. She bit the bait without trouble. Here's a good show.

"What is it?" The man turned his head in a deadpan look towards Rita and spitted a word.

Rita swallows the food in her mouth and looked at him solemnly, “After recovering, I plan to go back to
school."

Standing there, Liam’s eyes were full of complexity.

Although she said to discuss, she spoke not like a discussion, but more like a notice.

Ever since he came home, the woman has been unusual.

At first, he thought that was just a trick, but now he couldn’t look through her.

He will not forgive her, much less let her go!

As for Rita's going to school, he felt it was all right.



After all, when she had nothing to do, she would haunt him all day.

Liam said yes, and then went out.

But Charlotte, while sitting there waiting for the play, frowned upon Rita’s words. She seemed
perplexed.

Wasn’t this cripple crazy about Liam, why suddenly was she going back to school?

Did she hear something on the grapevine about the stock of the Brown Group?

Charlotte’s heart thumped at the thought of this, her hands tightening in worry under the table.

Rita did not miss the worry and restlessness flashed in the woman's eyes.

She trudged into the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks, dragging her left leg.

She took out the white pill in her pocket and threw it into the trash bin.

This time, she not only gave up Liam but also make the people who had killed her pay their debts.

But now she didn’t have enough strength to play with those trashes and it may alert them. So she has
to take it slowly … slowly, and wait for the perfect timing.

"Rita, what's the matter with you? Aren’t you going to keep Liam? Why did you … let him go?"
Suddenly, a complaint came behind her.

Rita smiled, pretending to be virtuous, "Today his company has something to deal with. It’s not
appropriate to forcibly keep him. I will carry out your plan at night."

"OK." Charlotte did not doubt Rita's words, she paused for a few seconds, and inquired carefully, "But I
wonder why you abandoned your husband and went to school? It's not like you."



Rita looked at her with a friendly smile, but she felt a wave of nausea.

Bitch, that's your biggest concern!

But she didn't deflate her.

"I'm afraid that he will be annoyed," She explained, pretending to be coy. "So, I deliberately mentioned
school to give him some private space."

Seeing her like this, Charlotte relaxed, and was a little relieved. The cripple cared about the equity and
the heir? She only cared only about men.

Although she thought so, Charlotte still pretended to be nice and exhorted, “How thoughtful you are,
but … you cannot fall behind on study, so study professional knowledge seriously, OK?"

Charlotte advised her to pick up study and do not take a rest until she set up this good sister character.

And Rita listened silently, and sometimes responded with a sentence or two, but in fact she did not
hear a word.

Going back to school is not playing.

She meant it.

Because, only when she got stronger can she protect her parents and herself.

After sending off Charlotte, Rita returned to her room.

She was still weak because of her illness.



The most important thing was that she needed a quiet place to comb through the memories of her
previous life so that she can avoid traps!

Then think about how to fight back.

Lying on the bed, Rita slept over.

She had not known how long she had slept, but she heard the footsteps coming in.

She thought it was Mrs. Davis coming to clean the room, so she turned over and went to sleep again.

But the next second, she clearly felt the bed on her side pressed in, and a warm body lied next to her.

Rita was startled. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw the man's enlarged face.

Liam? Damn it!

Rita panicked and tried to get up, but was pulled back by the man.

Don't move! The man held the woman under his body with great power and gave a cold order.

She felt the warm breath of men. Her cheeks flushed, and she wriggled in a panic.

She roared discontentedly, "Liam, what are you doing!"


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