Chapter 433: As Rita finished speaking, Domenic, Marc, and Terry all suppressed a smirk, mentally dismissing Rita as a pretty but clueless nanny.
Just moments earlier, she had been denied a seat in Arabella's car. Cade had pointedly told her to ride in the minivan, yet here she was, attempting to ride in Mr. Daniels' vehicle.
She wasn't welcin Arabella's car, but she had no place in Connor's either.
Marc glanced at Rita, then said patiently, “Rita, there's a minivan behind us. That's where you should be." Rita ignored the minivan entirely and insisted, "I need to be in the scar as my boss. She needs my protection." Marc's patience waned as he responded, "Rita, while you are skilled in fighting, the security in this car is already enough. Withand Terry here, you can-" Your update hub: gVl.cöm Before Marc could continue, Marissa interjected, "Marc, let Rita sit in the front passenger seat." Marc froze, his expression showing disbelief, hinting that he thought it inappropriate for a nanny to sit in Mr. Daniels' car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarissa arched an eyebrow and challenged, "Is there a problem?" Marc was at a loss for words. Would he really challenge this decision? If Mr. Daniels himself did not oppose Marissa's directive, who was he to do so as the chief of security? Reluctantly, Marc exited the car and moved to the back seat. Rita then emotionlessly took the front passenger seat and shut the door.
With the door now closed, Connor found himself unable to stop staring at Rita's back, his irritation mounting. This nanny was insufferable! He was truly tempted to reduce her to a heap of parts and erase her existence from the world. Yet, he had to grit his teeth and bear it.
From the driver's seat, Domenic could clearly see Connor's expression in the rearview mirror. Noticing his boss's frustrated look, as if he wanted to eject Rita from the car, Domenic found himself starting to share the sstrong aversion to the nanny.
Given that his job depended on his boss's favor, he naturally mirrored Connor's sentiments. He liked whom his boss liked and disliked whom his boss disliked.
As he was about to start the car, Domenic shot a scornful look at Rita.
Rita turned to face him. Unbeknownst to Domenic, Rita had quickly scanned him from head to toe in that brief moment.
Just as he was about to look away and start the car, Rita spoke.
"Driver, you seem to be in a sub-optimal health condition due to poor nutrition. You shouldn't be driving as you may suffer from dizziness and delayed reactions due to nutritional deficiencies.
I also recommend you stop consuming pickles. Your stomach has developed a severe aversion to such high-salt, nutrient-poor food. Continuing to eat them could lead to severe pain." As soon as Rita finished her diagnosis, Domenic, Marc, and Terry all felt a knot in their stomachs, utterly mortified.
They suspected that Rita had x-ray vision, given her insight into Domenic's dietary habits! Domenic, eager to escape further commentary from Rita, started the car and drove off without another glance at her.
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Rita sat quietly, her eyes on the road. Unbeknownst to the others, she was always ready to act, aware that the e.
driver next to her had slightly elevated blood pressure and cholesterol, posing a potential health risk at any time.
The two men in the back, also with pickles in their stomachs, weren't in great shape either Depending on them for her boss's safety seemed like a bit of a gamble! Marissa found the whole ordeal quite entertaining and turned to gaze out the window, enjoying the passing scenery.
She felt the discomfort of Domenic, Marc, and Terry but chose not to step in.
It was clear they all had their reservations about Rita. She She wasn intrigued to see whether they could handle Rita, who was no ordinary nanny but a robot. As she entertained these thoughts with a slight smirk, suddenly there was a loud bang, and the car began to shake violently