Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 7

Everything, had seemed to be going fine, but things had now take turn. Suddenly, the spotlight was on Rachel and Tyler, making Rachel’s heart skip a beat.

Everyone in the industry knew that Lewis Enterprise and LS Enterprise were rivals. In Yurelia City, only those two companies had the strength to compete head–to–head. Getting too close to the competition was bound to raise suspicion.

But as long as her acting was good enough, it wouldn’t be a problem.

Rachel kept her calm and smoothly replied, “I accidentally stepped on Mr. Hunt’s shoe earlier. I figured I should apologize. That’s not too much, is it?”

Tyler casually responded, “That’s right. Mrs. Lewis was about to apologize to me, but then you showed up, Mr. Lewis.” William glared at Tyler, his brow furrowing in frustration as his expression darkened. “You-”

“Mr. Lewis,” Tyler interrupted before William could continue. “Since you’re here, you apologize on your wife’s behalf. I don’t usually like to make things difficult for women.”

Rachel stared at Tyler in disbelief. Did this man not have any shame? He nearly made her fall earlier, and now had the nerve to say he didn’t like making things hard for women–with a straight face no less!

William stayed silent, his expression dark. Rachel felt something was off with him tonight, especially after meeting Tyler. He seemed more restless than usual.

A few moments later, Tyler rubbed his forehead and spoke again in a clearly impatient manner: “I thought the rumors said you treat your wife like a precious treasure. Were those lies?”

The words were casual, but the pressure in Tyler’s voice was unmistakable.

There was a time when Rachel would’ve immediately stepped in to defend William. She hated seeing people push her loved ones around. People could mess with her, but she wouldn’t let anyone mess with the ones she cared about.

But tonight, she just wanted to see what William would do.

She knew him well. He was an extremely prideful man who wouldn’t just apologize to the competition. Plus, there were so many people watching. If word got out, it would be all over the news by tomorrow.

The tension in the air grew thicker.

“Mr. Hunt, it’s not that big of a deal. It’s just a pair of shoes, right? We can pay for the spoke up.

you’d like,‘

“Samantha cautiously

a playful smirk tugging at his lips. “Is this young

and Samantha’s

quickly pulled her behind him. “I forgot to introduce her to you, Mr. Hunt. This

at Samantha briefly, then looked down at his watch with disinterest. “I

filled with hurt, her cheeks flushed red. She clutched William’s jacket, her voice thick with emotion,

fists clenching and unclenching as he took

one to take responsibility. What do you want, Mf. Hunt?” he finally said, his

waiter passed by, and Tyler raised his hand to signal for him to stop. “If you

Chapter 7

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out to stop him. “That won’t do. Willian can’t hold his liquor. I’ll drink

it. However, William snatched it away before it

ridiculous! You’re allergic to

her like a punch to the chest. She stumbled back two steps, her throat tightening. He remembered Samantha was allergic to alcohol, but forgot that Rachel was allergic to dust. Her fingers clutched the back of the nearest chair,

eyes were filled with concern, watching him with

a nearby chair, his eyes never leaving William as he

have a remarkable tolerance

walked out of the auction hall. William’s stomach churned, the alcohol hitting him harder than he expected. However, he kept his composure and looked at Rachel with a pale face. He staggered over to her, grabbing

someone who should be messed with. Stay away from

Rachel instinctively reached out to hold his arm. “You need

turned to Samantha. “Take a cab home. Let me know when you

smiled sweetly and

care of William. His stomach is usually sensitive after drinking, and he gets severe stomach pains the

words. She didn’t respond directly but

from now on, call him Mr. Lewis in public. If someone overhears

chance to argue, Rachel guided William out of the room. tha stood there, staring at their retreating backs. She pursed her lips tightly together,

distance, casually leaning against his Bugatti He had a cigarette between his lips, his head slightly lowered

head slightly, his cold, dark eyes met Rachel’s Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away. As she opened the car door and helped William inside, Tyler’s car drove past them, the two vehicles