She tugged at Rachel’s shirtb, /bslightly worried.

    “Rachel, let’s not talk to him so much.”

    Rachel patted the back of Cecilia’s hand, reassuring her.

    She took Cecilia’s advice and ignored Howard. Provoking him wasn’t a wise thing to do, seeing how he was capable of anything.

    Howard, on the other hand, refused to simply let it go. He looked smugly at Rachel.

    “Rachel, don’t get too full of yourself. I heard that Tyler’s trying to get his hands on the most poprwyer in Yurelia City, who’s never lost awsuit in his entire career. I hate to break it to you, but my father beat him to it. Be prepared to lose thewsuit! Don’t even think about begging me. I’ve lost all interest in you.”

    To that, Rachel arched a brow disdainfully at him.

    Howard sputtered, “Even if you stand naked in front of me, I wouldn’t want to touch you!”

    Rachel told herself that it was pointless trying to talk sense into Howard, given the current situation. However, she couldn’t stand how arrogant that bastard was.

    His pride and arrogance would be unbridled if left unchecked.

    Rachel finally couldn’t hold it in any longer.

    “Howard,” she sneered mockingly, “do you still think you’re a normal man, like you were before? I can’t believe you were fantasizing about me being naked. It doesn’t matter who’s standing naked before you- I’m afraid you wouldn’t be able to get it up, no matter how hard you try.”

    “Rachel!” Howard roared, his eyes wide and menacing. “Would I have be like this if it weren’t for you? I’m telling you–if I really be impotent, you’reing down with me! You’ll be my ve for the rest of your life! I’ll torture you till the day you die!b” /b

    Howard’s bold im made Rachel’s heart clench with fear.

    She was gripped by fear at the crazed look in Howard’s eyes. Others might feign insanity, but Howard was different. He might have really lost his mind!

    She didn’t doubt one bit that Howard was capable of doing what he imed. Anything perverted and twisted was probably no big deal in his books.

    “Who are you trying to torture?”

    In the middle of Howard’s audacious disy of arrogance, a low voice sounded from behind them.

    Rachel’s heart fell with a thud as she looked in disbelief in the direction of the voice.

    A man stood a short distance away, dressed casually in a in T–shirt. He was leaning on a cane, his face

    still wounded but handsome as usual. The overall look shaved the edge off his usual aggressive

    demeanor and made him feel a tad vulnerable. However, his deep, dark eyes remained sharp and incisive

    as usual.

    It was hard looking straight into them.

    Howard smiled wickedly at the sight of Tyler. “Tyler, why do you keep haunting me? You’re bent on

    protecting this woman, aren’t you?”

    Tyler cast Howard a cold, demeaning gaze as he asked, “What else should I be doing? Protecting you instead of my own girlfriend?”

    Howard’s face flushed red with anger at Tyler’s words. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath. “Tyler,

    you still think you’re all that even at death’s door!”

    Tyler always seeded in upsetting his opponents and never allowed himself to get upset in a fight.

    He flicked a lock of hair away from his eyes, his tone piercing.

    “Of course, I do think I’m all that. I don’t know about you, though. I’d advise you to do more good deeds. For all you know, the heavens might give you a second chance if you’re repentant enough.”

    “Damn you!”