Jason rubbed the spot between his brows. "I don't know exactly who William's uncle is, either. I only heard he's mysterious as hell. But Tyler does have some ties to the Lewis family. If you really want to know, you're better off asking him."Rachel felt like she was developing some kind of trauma from constantly being lied to by men.She had to get a solid answer out of Jason."Mr. Denzel, how can you be so sure that Tyler would know who William's uncle is?"Jason only gave her one answer."No one knows better than he does."Rachel got the message.Jason drove her home, and after Rachel thanked him, she was just about to get out of the car.Jason decided to give Tyler one last push."Ms. Lloyd."Rachel turned around. "Something else?""Do you know who set up yesterday's puzzle?"Rachel thought of the game from last night. It had surprised her, because it really was a one-of-a-kind puzzle. She had even looked it up online afterward.Nobody had solved it except her.Rache
Jason couldn't help but chuckle softly at Rachel's calm response. He glanced at her again.Rachel noticed his gaze lingering on her and felt a little uncomfortable. She turned her head and asked directly, "Mr. Denzel, is there something else you wanted to say to me?"Jason did have something he had been meaning to ask her. At the time, he had been so focused on helping Tyler that he hadn't paid attention to what Rachel was doing. While driving, he casually brought it up as if they were just chatting."Why did you even go for that puzzle? Don't tell me you're also into…"He trailed off, still trying to wrap his head around Rachel's behavior.He covered his mouth and coughed softly, though his eyes still gleamed with amusement. "Look, I get it. Lots of women chase after me. Even if you fell for me, it's nothing new. But you know I'm friends with Tyler. I can't exactly go around stealing my friend's girl, right? You get what I mean?"Rachel frowned slightly. She was confused by
"Not bad. For someone's first time, this is already pretty good," Rachel said."Let me have a taste."Before Rachel could even finish her sentence, Tyler held the back of her head and pressed his warm lips against hers. She didn't even have a chance to resist. He kissed her deeply and held her close.A moment later, he reluctantly let her go. Satisfaction was written all over his face, as if he had just tasted the perfect bowl of chicken soup."Mm, not bad. Tell her to make more next time."Rachel thought Tyler was seriously shameless. If his cousin ever found out that the chicken soup she painstakingly made all ended up in Rachel's stomach, she would probably want to skin Rachel alive.As soon as Rachel left Tyler's office, people inside started gossiping."Holy crap, no way! I've never seen any woman stay that long in Mr. Hunt's office.""Ms. Lyons dropped by just now, too. How come there wasn't a fight?""Are you dumb? Do you think Mr. Hunt likes women fighting over him?
Rachel lowered her gaze and finally realized that at some point, one of the buttons on her blouse had come undone, revealing a glimpse of her bra underneath. Her ears instantly turned bright red. She quickly jumped off Tyler, clutching her collar as she glared at him."Tyler!"Seeing how flustered she was, Tyler didn't think she was being unreasonable. On the contrary, he found her incredibly cute."Don't be mad. Getting angry gives you wrinkles. If you're upset, you can bite me if you want. Anywhere you like."Tyler began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a broad chest.To Rachel, the way he looked right now felt a bit scandalous. His chiseled features and his deliberately loosened shirt made her feel like she was a femme fatale from a romance drama. She couldn't help it—most women would have a hard time resisting a man like him.At this moment, one term suddenly popped into her head. 'A seducer.'It was totally accurate.Snapping out of it, Rachel grabbed his hand just as
"If you don't know how, I can teach you," Tyler said calmly.Rachel's hand froze mid-air. Sometimes, she genuinely wanted to punch him—or better yet, crack open his skull just to see what the hell was going on in there.She rolled her eyes at him. "If you already know how to do it, then why are you asking me?""I don't feel like moving. My arms are sore," he replied shamelessly.Rachel couldn't hold back anymore. She reached out and gave his face a hard pinch."Tyler, is your face made of reinforced concrete? How can someone have skin this thick?"She had always thought William was shameless, but Tyler? He was on a whole different level. He could handle soft or hard, push or pull. Nothing fazed him. Even if the sky was falling, Tyler always had a comeback sharp enough to punch a hole right through it."You could carry a picture of my face around, and people would know it's me," he said.Rachel nearly choked.Now she finally understood why there was that saying in Yurelia City
Tyler sat back down in his office chair and glanced at the contract. His tone immediately shifted into something authoritative."I said," he began, "I'll drink it later."Sheryn had always felt a mix of love and frustration toward Tyler, but when he got serious, even she didn't dare push him. There was something about him that made her uneasy, something she genuinely feared.She pouted, clearly feeling wronged, but didn't dare argue. Instead, she obediently set the thermos in front of Tyler's desk. As she did, she even patted the lid like she was tucking in a child."Make sure you drink it, okay? I spent all morning making this. I went through several chickens, too."Tyler didn't even bother looking up. "Mm."Before leaving, Sheryn shot Rachel a harsh glare. She gave a cold harrumph and walked out, slamming the door behind her.Rachel knew full well that if Tyler hadn't been present, that girl probably wouldn't have left so easily.Oddly enough, she didn't really find Sheryn