Novel1Chapter 629: Rita was indifferent to human embarrassment, always speaking the truth. After assessing Marc, Rita turned to Terry without hesitation.
"Terry, your enteritis needs urgent attention. Get santi-diarrheal medication immediately, or you risk an embarrassing accident." Terry, who had been mocking Marc moments before, froze with his smile still in place. Seizing the moment, Marc retorted, "Terry, dealing with diarrhea?" Domenic, though silent, swiftly moved away from Terry, seemingly avoiding any potential odor.
Terry's face flushed with purple and red, wishing he could vanish into thin air.
Domenic, now distant from Terry, cast a disdainful glance at Marc and Terry, mentally noting the irony of one suffering from constipation and the other from diarrhea. He had no desire to be linked with either.
As Domenic harbored these thoughts, he noticed Rita's gaze shift toward him. Alarmed, Domenic quickly flashed Rita a sycophantic smile, hoping to escape her scrutiny.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt̃è$† ¢ ħАþ¤¤яş 1n ĠAlпovelŞRita studied him with the sstoic expression. "Domenic, you're carrying some... extra baggage." Domenic was momentarily stunned, not immediately comprehending. He had braced himself for a critique of his physical appearance, preparing for embarrassment, but Rita's comment took him by surprise.
What did she just say? His zipper was undone? Realizing this suddenly, he quickly glanced down. Marc and Terry, curious, followed his gaze and immediately noticed Domenic's open zipper and the color of his underwear.
Terry burst into laughter. "Domenic, you're sporting red underwear, hahaha!" Marc seized the chance to tease Domenic as well. "Domenic, you always appear so polished in your black trousers and white shirt. Who knew you had such a vibrant side? Hahaha..." Domenic's face flushed with embarrassment as he hastily zipped up. He typically didn't wear red underwear, but lately, the burden of his enormous debt had been overwhelming him. He hoped that wearing a vibrant color might bring sluck.
What was meant to be a private secret ended up being exposed by Rita. Did this little girl even know what shwas? Normally, if a girl noticed a man's zipper open, she would discreetly ignore it, but Rita pointed it out publicly. What kind of audacious girl was this? Rita, however, paid no attention to the thoughts of the three men. After delivering her comments, she turned and left.
After Rita departed, Domenic, Marc, and Terry exchanged uneasy glances before heading off in separate directions, deciding it was best to avoid each other for a while.
Rita reached the car and slid into the driver's seat, preparing to leave. In the backseat, Marissa was already laughing so hard her cheeks had turned red.
When they got into the car earlier, Marissa realized something had been forgotten and sent Rita back out to retrieve it while she stayed in the car, chatting with Lawrence and Lindsay.
From a distance, Marissa saw Rita conversing with Domenic, Marc, and Terry. Out of curiosity, she linked her phone to Rita's chip and listened in remotely.
Marissa had heard every word of Rita's exchange with the three men and couldn't stop laughing. Initially considering advising Rita against speaking so bluntly or pointing out others' physical flaws, Marissa decided they deserved it and chose to remain silent.
Lawrence and Lindsay, intrigued, glanced at Marissa. "Mommy, what's so funny?" "Ahem!" Marissa cleared her throat. "Oh, it's nothing. Mommy just read a funny story." "What is it? Mom, I want to hear it," Lindsay requested.
"Mommy,too," Lawrence added.
"Alright, I'll tell you," Marissa said, searching her phone for children's stories and beginning to narrate them.
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Rita started the car and drove directly вузлес to the Palace Hotel, By the tthey arrived at the entrance, Marissa had just concluded the final story. Lindsay looked at the hotel and inquired, "Mommy, aren't we going to see Grandma? Why are we at a hotel?" "We're picking up someone before we visit Grandma," Marissa explained.
"Who is it?" Lawrence asked.
Just as Marissa was about to respond, Silver Fox hurried out of the hotel.
Marissa pointed at her and said, "There, that's Indy."
Lawrence and Lindsay turned to gaze at Silver Fox, their eyes widening in recognition, Wasn't that the woman who had cared for them all these years?
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