Yvette inched toward Ray and started to negotiate with him. "Doggy, can you please let me stay the night here? It's so dark out there. What if something happens to me, a weak and defenceless girl?"Tyler's shoulders shook as he quietly pulled his phone out to record a video.Ray didn't seem pleased with Yvette's suggestion and looked away, refusing to pay her any attention.Yvette may not have felt so at the start, but now, she could see how smart this dog was. Ray could clearly understand what she was trying to say.An idea came to Yvette's mind—she would coax the dog with some snacks.She crouched down low and leaned toward Ray. "Let me tell you—if you agree to letting me stay here, I can buy you lots of snacks."At this, Ray's eyes lit up.Tyler clenched his fists and suddenly coughed twice. Ray immediately snarled ferociously at Yvette, sitting up straight and barking at her again.He barked so loudly and suddenly, Yvette collapsed on her floor with fright.Meanwhile, Ty
Tyler nodded."So," he concluded, his voice slow, "do you mean to say that it's…my fault?"The night was quiet, save for the wind rustling the leaves on the trees, giving off an eerie vibe.A chill went down Samantha's spine.She tried to explain herself to Tyler, her voice trembling, "That…that's not what I mean, Mr. Hunt! I was indeed rash to visit here so suddenly. I'm very sorry!"Tyler waved his hand. A wicked smirk curled on his lips, and he looked like the devil in the flesh. "I'm not one to take back my words."With that, he picked up his phone and called the police."Hello, is this the police station? I have with me two people who trespassed on private property and even called a bunch of reporters to my house. Their actions have severely compromised my reputation, personal safety, and security. Please send some officers here right away, thank you."Never in William's wildest dreams did he imagine that Tyler would call the police. He pinched Samantha's arm before turnin
William was ready to flare up, but the moment he saw the person inside, he and Samantha stood dumbfounded. Rachel wasn't in the bathroom—it was Yvette.Thankfully, Yvette was already fully clothed. Despite that, she couldn't help but yelp when she saw William."William! Why…why didn't you knock?"William was stunned into silence; it took a while for him to recover from his shock."What are you doing here?" he asked. "I came to see Mr. Hunt. What are you doing here?"Yvette walked out of the bathroom.Samantha's feet were rooted to the ground. She opened her mouth, stuttering, "W-Where's Rachel?""Shouldn't you call her if you're looking for her?" Yvette asked as she dried her hair with a towel.The shock William and Samantha felt from seeing Yvette there was comparable to seeing Rachel and Tyler in the same room.Before they could ask Tyler and Yvette for an explanation, they heard a commotion outside. Hordes of paparazzi rushed up to them, pointing their cameras at Tyler
"Mr. Hunt, we're of the opposite sex. We shouldn't have physical contact where possible. Let's keep our distance, shall we?" Samantha said sweetly. At that, Tyler let out a low chuckle.Samantha walked up the stairs, and William followed suit. This time, Tyler didn't stop them.There were only two rooms upstairs. Samantha opened the door to the first room. She was about to try the second door when Tyler's voice sounded coldly from behind, "Ms. Judd, this isn't the place for you to just barge in whenever you like. Are you sure the person you're looking for is in there?"Samantha's hand froze on the door handle. She could clearly hear the warning in Tyler's voice. Even though his tone wasn't threatening, it was enough to intimidate. Her heart started racing. At that moment, she hesitated.However, she knew Rachel was right inside. Letting this pass might spell trouble for her.In the end, Samantha decided to ignore Tyler's warning and resolutely pushed the door open. As she
"It's my dog," Tyler said confidently without skipping a beat.William didn't believe a word of it. He looked doubtfully at Tyler."But I heard someone say that he saw with his own eyes Rachel entering your house.""He must be seeing things. Probably has something wrong with his vision. Why would Rachel come here?"Tyler didn't show any nerves despite being questioned, replying instead with a lazy, devil-may-care attitude.The more he acted this way, however, the less William believed him."I need the washroom," William said to Tyler.He knew that the only washroom in this house was upstairs, in Tyler's room.If Rachel really was hiding in Tyler's house, she would be in the bedroom. Where else would a man and a woman be in the middle of the night?Without even casting William a glance, Tyler said flatly, "You should know very well that I'm a germaphobe. Go back home quickly if you need the washroom."He yawned twice between turning around and walking upstairs.William saw th
William furrowed his brows, affronted."What do you mean by that? Are you still thinking of being with her? Quit dreaming! Even if you want to, Grandpa would never allow it."Tyler scoffed; he leaned back into the chair, saying darkly, "Do you really think I, Tyler Hunt, need to ask for other people's opinions before doing something?"William stood silent. Tyler was right. William knew Tyler well—he was the sort of man who would do whatever he liked and not give a damn about what others thought. Sometimes, William envied him for having the ability to bear the consequences of his actions.He, on the other hand, didn't.He could only grow and build up his company before his grandfather would fully put the company in his hands.William's eyes narrowed as he turned to look at Tyler, still in doubt."Are you really in love with Rachel?" he asked. Tyler was such a proud and arrogant man, the golden boy of Yurelia City, favored by the heavens. Why would he bother himself with a mar