Rachel's curiosity was thoroughly piqued as her imagination started running wild.Was Tyler's relationship with his family similar to her relationship with her family?It made sense given her background, but not for Tyler. He was, to her knowledge, the only son, and a very outstanding son at that. If she were half as capable as Tyler, her grandfather would probably treat her very differently.On the way back, Rachel asked him curiously, "How did you know I went out to buy presents for your father? I might be buying things for myself, for all you know."She sometimes wondered why Tyler was so observant and accurate in his instincts. She thought she had hidden it so well, but he still saw through her.Tyler steered the wheel with one hand while retrieving a cigarette from his case with the other. He lowered his head to light a cigarette before leaning his elbow leisurely on the open car window.His fingers were long and strong, and this detail reiterated to Rachel once more just ho
Rachel felt a warmth spread across her heart. She thought that Tyler was calling to rush her, but he ended up asking if William was making things difficult for her."No. He just said some stuff, but I didn't let him have an easy time. Don't worry.""Okay. I'll be waiting for you outside the mall. And please don't get presents specifically for my old man."Rachel was caught off guard by his last sentence. She stood rooted to the ground in slight surprise. She subconsciously looked around her, but didn't see Tyler anywhere.She knew she couldn't keep it under wraps anymore and asked, "How did you know?""Samantha told me. She said that you were buying something here and kept swiping my card and using my money. She told me to watch out for you."Of course, he watered down what Samantha said and didn't relay it word-for-word.Rachel gritted her teeth. Samantha seriously didn't have anything else better to do; that woman kept talking badly about her at every turn."Also, I didn't sp
Rachel didn't intend to hold herself back any longer.She looked disdainfully at William, as though he were nothing but a stranger to her."You look so angry. I suppose you finally know what it feels like to be framed now, don't you, Mr. Lewis? All you've lost is a project, but what about my dad? You know he doesn't have much time left, but you treated him so callously! Do you know what my dad would be facing had I not thought of a way out? He would have died behind bars! Are you trying to make him die an unjust death?"Rachel had William's collar in a death grip, a savage look on her face as she questioned him. She was raising her voice at William, and it drew the attention of many passers-by.Cecilia was shocked by Rachel's sudden loss of self-control. She stepped in and held Rachel back, whispering into her ear, "Rachel, don't be like this. We're in public in a shopping mall. We should watch our words and behavior."Rachel glared at William, releasing her pent-up anger and fr
Samantha greeted Rachel as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened."Rachel…"Rachel and Cecilia froze at the sound of her name. Who else spoke in that saccharinely sweet tone? That voice was the stuff of nightmares!Cecilia tugged at the hem of Rachel's shirt and whispered, "Why don't we pretend we heard nothing and just leave?"Rachel shook her head at Cecilia. "It'll be fine."She had already fallen out with William and Samantha, anyway. She wouldn't take any tricks from Samantha lying down.She and Cecilia stopped in their tracks. As Samantha approached Rachel, her gaze landed on the bags Cecilia was carrying. "Out for a shopping trip, Ms. Young? These don't look cheap.""These aren't mine. They're Rachel's," Cecilia blurted out without much thought."Rachel's… They're for an elder, I suppose? But why have I been hearing about her cutting ties with the Lloyd family?"Rachel arched a brow. She fully understood why people say that good news went on crutches, while
Rachel buckled herself into the front passenger seat, still thinking about how she could distract Tyler.Things were getting out of hand."Rachel…"His deep voice suddenly sounded next to her ear, snapping her back to attention.She shuddered and turned to look at Tyler. "What is it?""Your seatbelt." There was something strange in Tyler's tone, but Rachel didn't sense it."What about it?""Your seatbelt," he repeated. Rachel looked down to check. "Isn't my seatbelt fastened?""Haha." Tyler lowered his head and chuckled, agreeing with a nod, "Yeah, it is."Rachel finally sensed something wrong with his tone and looked down once more. That was when she realized that she had inserted her seatbelt into the buckle on Tyler's chair instead.She bit her lip awkwardly, wishing she could slap herself.What was she thinking?She hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt and inserted it into the correct buckle. "I'm so sorry."Tyler turned around and rested a cheek on his palm, staring at
"I have some time now. I'll go with you," Cecilia said supportively."Sure. I'll head over to you right now."Rachel suddenly felt thankful for the car Tyler gave her, although she still found it way too extravagant a gift. Then again, she could always return the car to Tyler once they terminate their contract.After hanging up, Rachel packed some of her things and thought of giving Cecilia some sanitary pads. Cecilia wouldn't need to buy sanitary pads for a while.The moment she stood up, she felt a tug at her abdomen and hissed in pain. She took a deep breath and started cursing.Who in the world invented something as nasty as the period? And why did women have to suffer, and not men?!Rachel shook her head. She didn't have much time left to ponder these questions. She bounded down the stairs and caught a whiff of freshly cooked soup. Wanda walked out, a ladle in hand, and smiled cheerfully at Rachel upon seeing her. "Ms. Lloyd, come have a taste of this. Mr. Hunt made me…"