Just as Rachel and Yvette were about to approach Tyler, William and Samantha beat them to it.

William had a document in hand. Rachel didn’t need bto /bsee it to know it was a contract.

She suddenly grabbed Yvette’s wrist. “Wait…”

Yvette frowned and looked at Rachel. “What is it this time? Didn’t you say that Tyler will only be here for half an hour? Time is of the bessence/b!”

“Wait for them to finish their discussion.”

Rachel didn’t care how anxious Yvette was. Whatever it was they could only go over after Tyler and William were done talking.

She felt thankful that William hadn’t seen her, or she would have some exining to do.

She wondered what Tyler and William were talking about. She saw William’s face fall, and his gazended on her. Rachel’s heart fell with a thud. Her fingers tightened so hard around the stem of the ss that her knuckles turned white. She bsaw /bthezy smile hanging on Tyler’s lips, and gritted her teeth.

Tyler really wouldn’t let her off bthe /bhook so easily. He had deliberately directed bWilliam’s /battention to her. Since William had seen her, it wasn’t appropriate for her to just bleave /bright there and then

Rachel decided to approach them directlyb, /bwith Yvette in tow. Her gazended bon /bSamantha’s impably made- up face.

Smirking, she said, “You recovered so quickly, Ms. Judd. You had a fever justst night, and here you are, fine and dandy. It’s great to be young, isn’t it?”

looking

Samantha burst out in demureughter and then turned to look at William. The tenderness in her eyes bwas /bclear for all to see.

“It’s all thanks to William, who took such great care of me through the night. Otherwise, I couldn’t bhave /brecovered so quickly, Rachel, the chicken soup that William makes is so delicious!”

The smile on Rachel’s face froze.

William had never made chicken soup for her. The most he had done was to drive somewhere far to buy it for her. After spending seven years of her blife /bwith him, she bnever /bknew that her husband knew how to cook chicken soup. She instinctively nced at William and asked with feigned indifference, “You know how to cook chicken soup?” William arched a brow; ba /blook of awkwardness shed bpast /bhis eyes, but it vanished in an instant. “I learned it from a video I chanced upon. I’ll bcook /bit for you back home next time.”

Rachel didn’t pursue the matter further and yed along. Sure. Do learn how to cook a few more dishes, and I’ll be in for a feast.”

Tyler stood on one side, leaning leisurely against the wall and sipping on his champagne as he watched the act they were putting on.

He said with a teasing smile, “Seems like you’re a busy man, Mr. Lewis. Not only do byou /bhave to cook for Ms. Judd, but you also have to whip up a feast for your wife.”

Rachel inhaled sharply at Tyler’s jab at William. His insults bwere /bfirst–ss indeed.

+25 bBONUS /b

William’s face tensed, but he quickly changed the subject. “Mr. Hunt, it’s about time for us to sign the agreement between ourpanies.”

Tyler wasn’t one to harp on other people’s affairs, and he immediately stood up straight. “I’ve made myself clear that we have no issues as long bas /bMs. Judd isn’t involved in the project.”

He said it so tantly, Rachel saw Samantha’s beyes /bturn bred/b. She stood behind William, looking like a pitiful rabbit frightened into silence.

William patted her gently on the back. “I’ll put you in charge of other projects.”

Samantha shook her head as tears slid down her cheeks. She said chokingly, “It’s bfine/b, William. I’m not capable enough for Mr. Hunt.”

Rachel stood in bawe /bof bSamantha’s /bacting chops. She looked so pitiful, her tears would move even a passerby. Her acting skills were getting better and better by the day.

Rachel was thoroughly impressed.

She didn’t bknow /bif Tyler would change his mind. Few could resist a sweet band /bpretty bdy /blike Samanthab, /bafter all.