"Excuse me? You started it, and now you're blaming me? You should look in the mirror," Sherman retorted.

Rita soon found herself embroiled in an argument with the man at the door of her house. Though the servants all lowered their heads, they were no doubt eavesdropping.

A blush crept onto Rita's cheeks, lending her an air of extra charm.

"Hmph! I won't stoop to the likes of you. Go back where you came from!"

Rita held the skirt of her dress and made her way in. To her surprise, Sherman followed right behind her. As she approached the spot where the invitation was supposed to be handed over, she stopped and glanced at him fiercely. "Do you have to follow me in?"

Sherman adjusted his spectacles. "Am I the one following you in? Or are you?" He then walked past Rita and presented the invitation to the doorman ahead of her.

"Ah, Mister Sherman, please come in. The host has been waiting for you. I've been told to inform you that you may head right into the main hall once you arrive," the doorman said.

puzzled expression. "Are you sure you've got the right person? Is he really the man

smile, "He is. The master is indeed

she's that eldest daughter of the Russells who was raised

thought, 'Mister Sherman? As in Sherman Parr,

Rita's changing facial

father? If you still have any doubts, I will be happy to

and muttered, "Tch. What kind of company president snatches

Once he disappeared from view, Rita

my memory sucks! How

somewhere? I remember coming across some information about his family company when I was doing some investigating! How did forget what their boss looks like? Gahhh, this

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