Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 182

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 mouth. she thought.

She glared at Bruno in his seat, and muttered. “Didn't you say that that granddaughter of your sister’s is useless? You said that she only a bitch that thinks about men and has never done a stroke of work. The Brown kicked her out, didn't they? What are you afraid of?”

She said those in a low voice, but loud enough for Rita to catch. She did it purposely.

And undoubtedly, Rita caught everything.

She gave Bruno a half-smile.

Useless!

Only a bitch!

Has never done a stroke of work!

Rita’s stare gave Bruno chills, he almost got on his knees.

Damn you! Euan! You stupid woman!

She’s going to ruin me.

“What a coward you are? She’s just a bitch, do you have to be so afraid?” Euan nudged at him. “Bru…”

“You are a bitch! Your filthy mouth fouls the room now!”

Bruno could no longer stand her. He stood up abruptly and slapped her right in the face. “Cut the crap. I never said those things!”

Bang!

Euan fell flat on the floor, blood trickling from her mouth.

Holding her cheek, she glared up at the man above her. “You slap me?! You son of a bitch!”

Bruno never hit Euan once in the past fifteen years.

Today was the first time.

Looking at Euan lying on the floor, all tears, Bruno twitched his mouth. “So what I slap you. Be grateful that I didn't pluck that filthy tongue of yours out.”

I could lose everything for what you had said.

Shouldn’t I hit you?

“Get out!” he pointed at the door.

He groaned so loud. Euan knew better than to keep nagging him when he was this mad.

Bruno was a long term source of money for her after all.

She crawled up bitterly, heading outside, her face dark.

“Wait.” Rita blurted.

Her sudden interference tensed Bruno. What does she want?

Glancing over the swell on Euan’s face, she laid her eyes on Bruno. “Uncle, I got a tricky problem to deal with, it’s about the company’s rep. Now that you are here, I think maybe I could use your counsel. So I can decide whether I should call the police or handle this in private.”

Rita lost Bruno with the change of subject.

Bruno managed a smile after brooding for a few seconds. “Thought I ‘m not good a running at company, I think I can help you with my experience. Tell me, what is the problem?”

“I think it would be better that you see it yourself.”

She plucked her phone out, played a video and passed it to Bruno.

Smiling, Bruno took the phone and watched the clip.

“Thomas, don’t be so stubborn. If you please me, I’ll give you the money you want, and make you the new manger.”

In the clip, Euan ran her hands all over Thomas.

Thomas shoved her away, but she was unyielding. “Come on, Thomas.”

Bruno’s face sagged immediately as he heard all these.

“Thomas, after I got the money and shares from that old punk Bruno, I’ll be all yours. How’d you like that? So…would you like to share all that money with me?”

Bruno’s hands clenched when Euan told Thomas she was using Bruno, his eyes were in death.

The video kept playing, Euan snapped the phone out of Bruno’s hand and threw it on the ground. “That, that isn’t me. Someone’s trying to set me up.”

Clink,clang…

Rita’s phone became a small pile of scrapes.

But Euan could not care less about that. Hurriedly, she just grabbed Bruno ‘s hand while trying to explain. “Bruno, you gotta trust me, that is not me.”

That is not her?

Bruno felt like he heard the most hilarious joke in the world.