[Do you like my type? I’m very obedient, gentle, and affectionate. PM me and I’ll be there whenever byou /b

need me.]

[Here’s a photo of my figure. I work out very frequently. bIf /byou’re going to choose, pick me.]

Tyler deleted every single message. What nonsense were these boys spouting? bIt /bwas borderline

harassment!

Only a fool like Rachel would believe they followed her for the sake of work.

The hospitals here didn’t just look at one’s CV in their recruitment. Most times,work and personal rtionships yed a key role. Most of their interns came from rich and influential families running

businesses top of their field.

They were just here as a formality, while she was the only one genuinely interested in the work itself.

Tyler changed the setting of Rachel’s profile to private so that no one could follow her and she couldn’t add any friends.

He also adjusted the settings such that he was the only one who could see her status updates.

He cursed the young men as he deleted their private messages one by one.

It was so ringly obvious to him that the photos of their sculpted abs were edited. They didn’t even look

realistic. Even if they did, they were no match for his real ones.

After deleting all the private messages and confirming that all Rachel could see in her inbox were messages that weren’t so out of line, Tyler locked her phone and put it aside.

He was just done when she returned with a bag on her arm. She felt thirsty at the grocery, and decided to

buy herself a bottle of water.

On second thought, given Tyler’s personality, he would probably nag at her if she bought a bottle of water

for herself and not for him. She was about to cross the road when someone grabbed her from the back,

causing her to turn around.

bIt /bwas Howard and a bunch of men who looked as vile as him–and they were all drunk.

“Howard? Let me go!i” /i

Howard’s eyes narrowed. The moment he opened his mouth to speak, the stench of alcohol forced Rachel

a few steps back.

“I thought bI /bmade a mistake, but it’s really you, Ms. Lloyd! Well, are you alone today? Isn’t your beloved Tyler with you?”

He approached Rachel and tapped her on the shoulder again.

Rachel shook her shoulder, disgusted. “Howard, we’re in public right now. You’re from a respectable family that everyone knows. What are you doing, getting all drunk and crazy here?”

One of the men standing next to Howard tutted. “Mr. Ziegler, where is she from? She’s quite a fierce bone/bb. /bLady, you have the guts to be the first in Yurelia City to harp on Mr. Ziegler like this!”

Rachel didn’t even bother to deign that man a reply, and instead turned to Howard again. “Tyler is right there. Are you sure you want to blow things up?”

Howard’s eyes lit up at the mention of Tyler being nearby.

“Is that so? I must meet him. Ms. Lloyd, did you hear about Tyler losing his position in the Lewis familyb? /bIn other words, his father wouldn’t bat an eyelid if I wanted to mess with him. But that’s all thanks to you for going back home with him that day. I reminded you before–his rtionship with William wasn’t straightforward, but you chose to ignore me. Wouldn’t it be great if you had chosen me instead?”

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