Tyler broke off mid-sentence. His gaze suddenly fixed on the empty wine bottle in front of Rachel."You finished it?"Rachel still felt clear-headed. She nodded. "Yeah. I think your wine tastes really good."Tyler lifted a hand to his forehead and laughed. "It is good wine, but the alcohol content is very high.""Really?" Rachel picked up the bottle to check. "Doesn't feel that strong to me.""You feel fine now. Give it another ten minutes, and you won't be saying that."Rachel frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"Tyler didn't explain further. He rose from his chair."Go lie down for a while. I'll head downstairs and talk to Wanda.""Didn't Wanda already go to bed?""Doesn't matter. She usually gets up around this time."Rachel didn't press on and let him go.On his way out, Tyler poured her a glass of water. Just then, Wanda came out of the bathroom. Seeing him startled her."Oh my goodness! Sir, you scared me! What is it? Are you hungry? Should I make you something t
Tyler took another slow sip of wine."Looks like you're not entirely stupid after all."Rachel kept her eyes fixed on him, a chill running down her spine. Suddenly, this man felt terrifying. Just how much more was he hiding from her?"Tyler, what else do you know about me? Why don't you just tell me everything at once?"She felt like she was squeezing toothpaste out of a tube—bit by bit, never the whole truth.Tyler lounged back in his chair, tapping his long fingers lightly against the table. His sharp, calculating eyes were fixed on Rachel, openly, without restraint."I can, but I have one condition."Rachel instantly guessed what he meant."You want me to write that letter your friend asked for, don't you?""Yeah." Tyler didn't deny it."Fine, let's get it over with."He forwarded something from his phone to hers. Rachel glanced at the content and frowned."In such a rush?""His girlfriend might not have much time. Just in case. And since I have to travel tomorrow, bett
Rachel pressed a hand to her forehead in frustration, feeling like she could just drop dead then and there. Sometimes, she truly hated Tyler's endless caution. It was exhausting just to listen to him."If you insist on being like this, then do as you please. But Tyler, if you go bankrupt, don't expect me to stick around."At that, Tyler's interest was instantly piqued. He raised a brow and leaned closer. There was a playful smile on his face."Well, well. Rachel has a hidden side after all. Back when William was dirt poor, you never left him, but now you'll just walk away if I go bankrupt? Heartless little thing."Rachel didn't bother defending herself."So you'd better make sure your company gets back on its feet."Tyler rubbed his chin thoughtfully. He knew Rachel wasn't the type to judge people by wealth. This was just her own roundabout way of trying to comfort him.He noticed how much she was enjoying the pork and passed her a few more pieces."Eat slowly, no one's going t
Tyler stepped forward and patted her back lightly."Look at you. No one's fighting you for it. Why are you drinking so fast? Relax, it's all yours."But Rachel barely heard him. Once she caught her breath, she instinctively looked up at him."Since when did you have old flames? Haven't you been single for years?"People in Yurelia City nearly started suspecting his sexual orientation.Tyler raised a brow in amusement. "Does an old flame have to mean I actually dated them? What if it was someone who liked me but never said anything? Maybe she just watched from the shadows and waited for the chance to help me out?"Rachel nearly wanted to slap herself on the spot. If Tyler ever found out she was the one feeding him projects, would he think she secretly had a crush on him? That'd be insane!She fired back without mercy."Tyler, your narcissism really needs work. For all you know, this person could be a guy, not necessarily some woman pining after you."The smile lingering in Ty
Yale could only swallow the matter for now. Pushing too hard wouldn't help."Alright then, Ms. Lloyd, just be careful. Mr. Hunt's really suspicious of us right now. He might even start doubting you when he gets back.""It's fine. I've got a way to ease his doubts."Hearing that, Yale finally felt some relief. At least one of them had Tyler's trust. If both drew suspicion, it would be over.Rachel suddenly said softly, "Enough, I can't talk anymore. Sounds like Tyler's back."Yale hung up right away.Rachel deleted the call log, then lay down and pretended to be asleep.Minutes later, the door creaked open.The scent of cedar and cigarettes drifted over."Rachel, pretending to sleep again?"Tyler's chin brushed the crown of her head. His palm covered her cold hand, fingertips grazing her skin with slow precision.Rachel's brows twitched. What was with this man? How could he always see straight through her? Even her pretending to be asleep couldn't fool him. She was sure she h
Yale's expression stiffened."Mr. Hunt, why are you asking me that again? I have nothing to do with this. I've been with Ms. Lloyd the whole time. I haven't even set foot in the company. How could it possibly be me?"Tyler leaned back slightly and twirled his pen. "I never said it was you, so why are you in such a rush to defend yourself?"Only then did Yale realize he might have reacted too hastily. He quickly recovered."Apologies, Mr. Hunt. I was too anxious. I just didn't want you to misunderstand me."Tyler's gaze locked onto Yale. The depth in them was like an abyss. One wrong step, and he'd be lost forever."Yale, you've worked at my side for many years. You know my character, and you know exactly what I hate most.""Yes, Mr. Hunt. I understand."Tyler didn't want to keep beating around the bush. "This is your last chance. However you answer now, I won't bring it up again. But I want you to think carefully."The whole night felt like a rollercoaster ride to Yale, and be