Rita walked back to the car in embarrassment.
How was she supposed to tell her friends that she still couldn't get access to the mall?
She dialed her private investigator's line.
''Are you sure you saw her going into the mall?!'' She shouted into the phone immediately the call went through.
''I—Yes.'' The man stuttered, shocked by her outburst. ''I'm around the corner. I'll be there soon.'' He hurriedly said before hanging up the phone.
Rita cursed under her breath.
She held in her anger as much as she could before pacing around impatiently.
After minutes, the guy jogged towards her, his chest heaving like he'd ran a marathon.
''I saw her go in.'' He said, trying to catch his breath.
Beads of sweat fell down his head and Rita stepped back, her hand clamping her nose in disgust.
''I'm sure that's not all you came to tell me!'' She eyed him, clenching her jaws painfully.
''I could get you access in. If that's what you want. I saw the woman book the whole place.'' He said again.
Rita paused, anger coursing through her.
Lucas would never!
No! She didn't want to believe it.
Even when she had begged him repeatedly to close down access to the whole boutique for just a day so that she could shop without having eyes on her, he had refused.
But he had the guts to close down the whole mall for his side piece!
She stomped her foot angrily, her gaze now focused on her private investigator.
''What are you waiting for?'' She snapped, making the man flinch in fear.
He quickly placed his hands in his pocket and retrieved his phone, sending a message to his connect in the mall.
After waiting for a while, the guy ran towards their direction.
''I don't think it's reasonable. I could get sacked for this!'' He complained.
''You think you won't get sacked if my fiancé found out that you restricted me from getting in?'' Rita snapped, yanking him by the collar as she pulled him closer.
He shivered.
''But….'' She murmured, her lips incredibly close to his ear while one of her hands trailed down his pants, rubbing the bulge.
He whimpered, his lips quivering as he moaned softly.
''If you let me go in, I might consider giving you what you want.'' She continued, pulling down his zipper before inserting two of her fingers in, touching the tip of his dick.
''Yessss..'' He moaned loudly.
''Yes what?'' She asked again, her lips curled up in victory.
''You you can go in.'' He whimpered.
Rita's private investigator tightened his legs as he watched the scene. His dick had already hardened just by staring at them. And somehow, he wished he was the one in that position.
''Good!'' Rita whispered, pulling away.
She looked around for a nearby tap. Seeing it, she rushed towards it to wash her hand as irritation swarmed her feautures.
The man just stared in awe as she did that in front of him, his mouth opening and closing without a word coming out.
''Lead the way then!'' She said, wiping her hands against her dress.
The man nodded before leading them to the back door.
''I'll need you to shop as quietly as possible.'' He said, making Rita nod.
She had decided not to go with her friends anymore. They were both useless anyways!
She quickly went to the workers changing room, rummaging through the closet for their work attire.
The door to the changing room opened, making her turn in shock.
''Who are you?'' One of the workers shouted, her eyes bulging as she stared at Rita.
Rita panicked, struggling to find an answer.
She quickly reached for the worker and yanked her in, slamming the door quickly.
''What the fuck?!'' The worker shouted, reaching for the walkie-talkie at the side of her pants.
''I'm calling security!'' She shouted, her voice shaky as she pulled out the walkie-talkie.
In panick, Rita reached for a wooden cup she had seen at the side of the table when she came in earlier.
Without thinking, she slammed it against the woman's head, making her go limp.
Her hand flew to her mouth as she saw blood trickling down the side of the worker's head.
''Oh my God!'' She whisper yelled, biting at her nails nervously.
She turned the knob, locking it before heading to one of the lockers, her hands shaky as she pulled out a cloth.
She hurried to the worker's side and pressed the cloth on her head, stopping the blood.
She had only developed a little scratch from the impact so she'd probably wake up with a severe migraine by daybreak.
With that thought in mind, Rita took off her the woman's work attire with a lot of difficulty.
Taking off hers, she wore the woman's clothes as quickly as she could.
Luckily, they were of the same size.
She made sure to put her dress in a paperbag as they were too expensive to be worn by a lower class person.
She made sure to wear a nose mask to avoid getting noticed.
Leaving the woman half naked, she turned the knob again and tiptoed out of the room, looking left and right as she walked to the main part of the mall.
The mall was pretty much empty apart from 2-3 workers roaming about.
She headed for the cloth section, hoping to get a glimpse of the wench today then find a way to teach her a lesson some other day.
''Hey Janice!'' Someone called out, making Rita freeze.
She turned around slowly to see one of the workers signifying for her to come closer.
Her heart hammered in her chest.
She had never felt so scared in her life.
If she got caught, she would not only be thrown out but also disgraced publicly.
Worse, they might actually send her to jail for trespassing and Lucas would not come to save her.
''Why are you wearing a mask?'' The lady asked in confusion.
Rita laughed, waving her hand dismissively. ''I caught a cold. Wouldn't want me giving the VVIP a flu uh?'' She said, using a different voice.
The woman paused, staring at her while Rita shivered internally hoping she had not been found out.
''Fine! Head upstairs to the kids section. The client is waiting.'' The lady uttered, making Rita breathe a sigh of relief.
Kid section?!
Lucas was following a woman who had a child?!
''Get going already!'' The woman said, her hands colliding with Rita's butt, making her jump.
She quickly hurried up to the kids section.
''Hi! Thank you for coming. I was actually looking a shirt in small size 7. There don't seem to be any.'' The client said, turning around to look at Rita.
Rita paused, stepping back in shock.
''It can't—It can't be!'' She murmured slightly, shaking her head in disbelief.