Rita bumped into Duke when she just walked into the party.
Eyes met, Duke suddenly started avoiding her staring.
Then he just looked at the ground and tried to walk to the door at the fastest speed.
“Mr. Hall!” Rita suddenly called.
Duke’s heart skipped a bit, but instead of stopping his footsteps, he pretended that he hadn’t heard anything and just continued walking.
But his arm was suddenly clutched by a pair of hands at the very next second.
“Mr. Hall, what are you hurrying for?” Then Rita turned around and looked at him, “Are you trying to flee?”
Duke’s eyes twitched but didn’t say anything.
“Well, it looks like I’m right.” Rita quirked up the corner of her mouth.
“No!” Duke flung Rita’s hand away angrily and retorted, but his eyes still were afraid to meet Rita’s.
Because he wasn’t looking at Rita, he then naturally missed her look which was suggesting that she knew everything.
“Okay then. Where are you going?”
“Well, I’m just hungry and want to get some food.” Duke said seriously.
Rita nodded and glanced at the signs above the bathroom and tried to force her laughter, “Well, Mr. Hall. So you just knew that I am coming and wanted to prepare the food material in advance right?”
Looking at the male bathroom right in front of him, Duke’s face turned pale and was quite embarrassed.
At this moment, he just wanted to slap him in the face so he would never lie randomly again.
Why would he say that!
Why would he ask for these troubles himself!
“Well, Mr. Hall, since you’ve promised to eat poop on live, I’ll just wait here patiently for you to get your poop material.” Rita giggled and looked at Duke.
Duke was irritated by Rita bright smile.
He glared at Rita and went to the door’s direction. He then said in anger, “Rita, stop gloating! You didn’t win this contest fair and square! I would never eat... that thing on live!”
He glared at Rita and turned around.
The he stormed out of the room.
Though Charlotte cheated, but Rita definitely didn’t have the capability to win the first place.
Somebody else must have made that design for her!
Thinking about this, Duke felt a bit comfortable inside and hailed a car quickly.
Looking at Duke, Rita beamed.
She just wanted to warn Duke that he should really not bet randomly with other people again, because sometimes he would really get himself into a pretty awkward situation.
“Rita.”
Someone called her suddenly and Rita turned around.
She immediately grinned and greeted, “Aaryan.”
“Rita, where is Mr. Wilson? Didn’t he come here with you?” Failing to see Liam here, Aaryan asked in bewilderment.
Rita just randomly explained that he was busy in company and changed the subject.
She then came to the party with Aaryan.
Then the phone in her pocket started ringing.
It was Liam who was calling. Rita frowned and was about to hang up.
But remembering how cruel this man can be when he got angry, her hand stopped midair.
So she found a quiet place and answered the phone, “Mr. Wilson, what can I do for you?”
“Meet me at the P2 quarter in one hour.”
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