The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"You're much more of a gentleman compared to that night," Rita remarked with a smile.

In response, Sherman cocked an eyebrow and quipped, "And you're much more amiable now than you were then."

Their shared laughter drew Sadie's gaze and fueled her resentment.

She wanted to know when Rita started to have eyes on Sherman and felt that Rita was utterly shameless for trying to charm the man that Sadie had been eyeing first.

That being said, a public display of frustration was hardly appropriate, so Sadie forced a smile and approached Sherman. "Where have you been, Mister Sherman? I looked everywhere for you earlier but couldn't find you," she said, disregarding Rita's presence.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

When Sherman saw Sadie coming over to him, he instinctively took a step back and maintained a polite distance. "And you are?" he asked. Sadie's smile stiffened in response to that question.

Rita knew exactly what Sadie was trying to do. It was natural to feel drawn to such an exceptional man, and there was indeed no one else quite like him in the entire banquet. However, Sadie seemed to think too highly of herself rather than looking at herself in the mirror to see if she was fit to even approach him. Plenty of young women in the banquet were dying to get close to him but did not dare to do so. Sadie had to ask herself if she had anything to offer.

"That's quite a sense of humor you have there, Mister Sherman,' she said with a strained smile. "I'm Sadie, the second daughter of the Russells. We crossed paths upstairs earlier, but I suppose you couldn't get a good look at me because my sister knocked me down earlier."

Her gaze flickered toward Rita, who maintained her indifferent expression. Still, the faint smile at Rita's lips seemed to mock her. Sadie gritted her teeth and yearned to lash out, but she kept her emotions in check for the time being.

"I'm sorry, I'm only acquainted with the Russells' eldest daughter, Rita. I wasn't aware there was a second daughter," Sherman replied matter-of- factly, which came as a huge surprise to Rita. After all, they had only met each other once, and he had no reason to incur Karen's wrath for her sake-not that he had anything to be afraid of, though.

Sadie's expression soured and teetered on the brink of tears. "What?"

Rita began to feel a little sorry for her. She knew that it could not have been easy for a nineteen-year-old to mask their emotions so adeptly. "This is Karen's daughter, Sadie. Karen brought Sadie with her after remarrying my father. Sadie later changed her surname to our family's," Rita explained to Sherman, who nodded in an enlightened manner.

Even someone as thick-skinned as Sadie could not endure any longer. She gripped her wine glass so tightly that she nearly crushed it in her hand. "Let me know if you need anything, Mister Sherman. I'll be happy to help you out. My mother must be looking for me right now, so please excuse me," she spat out through gritted teeth.

Sherman nodded indifferently. "Miss Rita is with me. I'll approach her if I need anything."

Sadie left in a huff, and Rita turned around to thank Sherman.

"I'm just glad you didn't hold any grudges against me for meddling in your family affairs, Sherman responded.

"My family embarrasses me," Rita sighed. "I never thought things would turn out this way. I can never take those two seriously, but my father seems to have lost all sense of logic."