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

tugging at his lips. “Is this young lady perhaps your

and Samantha’s face turned

her behind him. “I forgot to introduce her to you, Mr. Hunt. This is our new

his watch with disinterest. “I see.

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

and

take responsibility. What do you want, Mf. Hunt?”

waiter passed by, and Tyler raised his hand to signal for him to stop. “If you drink this bottle of champagne, I’ll consider this

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won’t do. Willian can’t hold his liquor. I’ll drink in his

the champagne, ready to down it. However, William snatched it away before it touched her lips, his brows furrowed

You’re allergic

stood, the words hitting 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

champagne in one go, while Samantha’s eyes were filled with concern, watching

was watching a show as he leaned casually against a nearby chair, his eyes never

truly have a remarkable tolerance for alcohol,

back into his pockets, and 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

someone who should be messed with. Stay

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

a cab home. Let me know

smiled sweetly and nodded.

please take care of William. His stomach is usually sensitive after drinking, and he gets severe stomach pains the next day. Also can

She didn’t

call him Mr. Lewis in public. If someone overhears and thinks you’re… something else, it could

Samantha a chance to argue, Rachel guided William out of the room. tha stood there, staring at their retreating backs. She pursed

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

Rachel’s Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away. As she opened the car