'She pretends to be innocent and clueless in front of men, but behind their backs, she secretly plays dirty tricks,' thought Sadie.
She hated Rita's pathetic expression the most, especially when men fell for her act.
'Didn't you say you're a righteous reporter? Well then, I'll just have to get rid of you since you're so fond of trying to win men's hearts,' thought Sadie maliciously.
The thought of Rita in a sorry state made her smile from the depths of her heart.
"Alright, don't contact me while you're getting ready to carry out the plan. Whenever you're ready, just find a random phone booth to call me. Do you understand?" Sadie ordered, ready to leave.
Esmond followed behind her for a few steps. "Sadie, when can I see you again?"
She clicked her tongue impatiently. "I said don't contact me unless it's urgent or unless I reach out to you first. You should know I'm still living in the Russell family's estate. If you don't want to cause trouble for me and Mom, you'd better behave and stay put here."
Karen was a bit puzzled to see her daughter return with a cheerful expression. "Where did you go? I rarely get to see you at home these days. There was a dinner party yesterday, and I wanted you to go with me, but you didn't come with me. You have to understand that all the wealthy wives attending the dinner party took their sons and daughters with them. I wanted to bring you too, but you didn't appreciate it."
Sadie knew she had been running around a lot lately trying to negotiate with Esmond about getting rid of Rita. Since it was not a done deal, she could not tell her mother about it and quickly sat next to her to apologize. "Mom, I know you're doing all this for my own good. But I've been networking with those rich young ladies recently too, haven't I? Otherwise, why would I keep going out so much? Didn't you ask me to build good relationships with them before?"
Karen felt relieved that Sadie was not just fooling around outside. "Now that Rita has married Sherman, you shouldn't think about him anymore. No matter how good he may seem, he's not yours, understand? I'll introduce you to more boys. How about Missus Marseille's son? He seemed nice and capable."
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