With that, Liam kissed her on the lips.
Rita’s face blushed right away and knew what he meant just now.
In the meantime, Michael got off the car and walked into the Browns’ villa.
Sipping her tea, Amelia was upset when she saw it was Michael, and she signaled Ted to block him.
“Isn’t Rita here?”
“No. Mr. Davies, you should go.”
Ted said and asked him to leave, one hand pointing at the door politely.
With his way blocked, Michael took a look at the yard.
Although Liam’s black Maybach was not that conspicuous among the cars, it was still noticeable.
He could see it easily.
So why wasn’t Rita here while Liam’s car was in the yard?
Apparently…
The one that stopped him did not want him to come in.
The thought made him scowl.
He past Ted and went straight up to the yard.
“Mr. Davies, I’ve said that Miss Rita isn’t here. Mr. Davies? Sir!”
“Back off!”
“Mr. Davies, I’m just a servant. Don’t make it difficult for me.”
Rita heard Michael’s voice when they were squabbling.
She pushed Liam away with a frown when he still tried to get closer. “It sounds like Michael.”
“Then?”
“There’s a problem between him and me that I need to fix.”
Liam’s forehead knotted in a frown. “So…”
“So I should come downstairs now.”
Liam’s black eyes went through his clothes which were all mussed up and came rest on the women at his side. “Do you think it’s appropriate to leave me alone at this point?”
Rita should be disgruntled being interrupted, but she laughed out.
Well.
Was he the cold Liam he used to be?
Why did she think he had changed now?
Her arms crept his neck, and she spoke to him tenderly, “But I’ve got something to do now. Just wait for a moment.”
“No!”
“Good boy.” Rita kissed on his cheek and went out of the room.
Rubbing his forehead, Liam felt his head ached.
In the yard.
Ted and Michael were still confronting each other.
Ted spoke again resignedly, “Mr. Davies, you should go now.”
Ignoring Ted’s words, Michael continued to step forward impassively.
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