The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Countless people wanted Sherman's number but could not get it. When Rita got it, all she felt was a heavy burden.

Rita hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Sherman picked up his phone and, upon confirming it was an unknown number, asked, "Telemarketing?"

Sherman's voice sounded like he was about to hang up the next second, but Rita quickly stopped him. "Don't hang up! It's me!"

Recognizing Rita's voice, Sherman chuckled with interest. He leaned back in his office chair. "Ah, Miss Rita, what brings you to call me?"

Somehow, Sherman's voice through the phone made Rita's face flush. "I-I wanted to ask you something, if you don't mind..."

"If you're worried it might be impolite, then perhaps it's best not to ask?"

Rita was anxious, afraid that he might just hang up the phone. However, Sherman had no intention of hanging up; he was simply enjoying teasing her. "But this is a question I must ask," Rita insisted.

Rita a few times, so what could be so pressing

a

and held the

"Do you know about an incident in the

that Parr Group

to develop? There's a

haggard-looking homeless man

the area, claiming that Parr Group is responsible for destroying his home

could hear was

almost a minute, his tone unreadable. "So, Miss Rita, are you implying that Parr Group is

"Of course it's related! He used to have a house of his own on the land

Rita, you yourself said he

he accepted the developer's offer to move away from there. I don't understand why you're asking me about this. Do you expect me to solve the homeless man's housing problem after hearing his story, or do you think it's my fault he's homeless now?" Sherman