The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 2792

Sherman eventually caved in and nodded after seeing Rita's gaze. "There's no stopping you, is there? In that case, I have one request. If there is ever a time when your safety is threatened, you're to withdraw yourself from the investigation right away."

Rita was a little surprised when she managed to convince him. She was practically leaping for joy as she ran up to Sherman. "Of course! I'm not an idiot. You don't know how much this means to me! I didn't expect you to agree. Thank you so much!"

"Well, how could I refuse when a certain someone declared in my face that her original intention for becoming a reporter was to get justice for people? I can't dampen her spirits after that..." Sherman smiled faintly when he saw Rita's glee.

"By the way," Rita's tone became more serious, "I investigated Esmond's schedules. He'll likely show up at some club tomorrow, but I'm not sure if the owner is one of his people, I haven't found much about that person. Would you like to check it out?"

Sherman was surprised by her resourcefulness. Her ability to find out that much information simply with her own means.

"That club you mentioned, who owns it? I had my men check his affiliates, so there's a chance the person might be on the list."

"The owner's name is Payton Waford."

"That name… Yes, Payton is one of Esmond's men. You've got some tricks up your sleeve, I see. I'm surprised you managed to locate one of his haunts so quickly."

Sherman pulled up information on the venue and found the place rather surprising. It had karaoke bars, clubs, pool bars, amusement parks, and all sorts of other entertainment businesses.

They catered to all ages, which explained why Esmond never got involved in the property business in the past few years. The revenue from his entertainment businesses would have been more than enough to sustain him, and that did not even take into account the shady businesses he would have.

"Feeling generous?" joked Sherman.

Rita shrugged. "Sacrifices have to be made. It was my suggestion, so I have to be responsible for your safety."

Sherman stood up with a smile. His towering figure prompted Rita to take a step back, but her waist bumped into the desk and there was nowhere else for her to retreat. Sherman could not resist rubbing the top of her head, and it felt just as he had imagined—soft and fluffy like a small animal.

"Let's not dip into your savings for the clothes," Sherman insisted. "I'll clock off work early today and treat it as taking the rest of the day off."

Buying clothes for Sherman turned out quicker than Rita anticipated. She had good taste, while he was easy to style. Rita found herself enjoying selecting outfits for him.