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Rachel’s mood was already bad, and running into Howard made it worse. She could feel her frustration rising.

Her usually calm eyes narrowed with irritation. “Let go of me, or call for help.”

“Are you going to call your husband?” Howard laughed mockingly as he tilted his head toward the room, his eyes following the scene inside. “But he seems pretty busy.”

His words cut deep. What seemed like a harmless joke felt like a knife twisting in Rachel’s heart.

She looked inside, her stomach tightening as she saw Samantha leaning against William’s shoulder, her cheeks flushed. William, with a drink in his hand, was laughing and chatting with ane and the others, completely relaxed. It was a version of him Rachel had never seen before.

No wonder Zane had said earlier that everything felt too stiff whenever she was around. He wanted to have fun but had to hold back because of her presence.

Rachel’s lips curled into a bitter smile. She really was a bother, wasn’t she?

Howard was a madman, and the patriarch of his family was a retired military officer. In Yurelia City, only the Lewis family could rival the Ziegler family in terms of power. Rachel had once been under William’s protection, and while Howard still had some respect for him, things were different now.

She had no choice but to outsmart him.

Furrowing her brow, she asked, “What do you want, exactly?”

“Nothing much. You embarrassed me back in college. How about you make it up to me with a drink? A little apology for all that humiliation.”

Howard tried to mimic sign language by making hand gestures to Rachel, but after a few moments of awkwardly flailing his hands, he seemed frustrated. “Damn, your ears are really a pain in the ass!”

At that moment, a waiter passed by with a tray of drinks. Howard grabbed two glasses, keeping one for himself. He raised the other toward Rachel, his eyes challenging.

“Drink this, and we’ll call it even. How about it?”

Rachel hesitated, but her only thought now was to leave. This place, this situation–she just wanted to get away. Besides, the drinks had been brought over by a waiter, so Howard probably hadn’t known Ra ould be here.

She picked up the glass. “I hope you keep your word.”

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Howard’s grin widened. “Yeah, drink up and you

can go.”

quickly, then set the empty glass back on the waiter’s tray. “I can

gesturing

she could take another, her body suddenly felt weak. In

been something in the

and ran for the door desperate to get out. But before she could even make

right across from William. He’ll have his fun, and

struggled to break free, but her body was like jelly–completely powerless. She tried to scream, but the words

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“L–let go of me!”

bent down, lifting Rachel to carry her into the private room opposite William’s. In the moment he turned, Rachel caught sight of William, who was clinking glasses with Samantha. Her ears were tinted pink

as though it was being tightly

private room opened, Howard turned to the waiter behind him and tossed out a casual warning. “Keep

frantically. “Yes,

lips. He shoved her onto a leather couch as the door slowly

eyes raked over her with predatory

just the elegant symmetry of her features; every inch of her was calculated perfection, from the arch of her brows

her. She seemed cold and distant, like she didn’t care about anything. Yet, there was

his eyes dark with hunger as he reached

gonna be fun,” he

his belt when a cool, detached male voice cut through the air behind him: “Have you really sunk so low as to

face freeze momentarily

Howard spat. “Since when did you

languidly. “This happens to be my private room. Can’t afford a hotel room, Mr. Ziegler?

to you?” He

pale face

lit a cigarette, and took a slow drag. “You’ve got one

Who do you think you are?!”

lazy but sharp. “Touch her, and it’ll be all over the headlines

put out his cigarette and raised his phone, camera lens

rage flashed in Howard’s eyes, but then he zipped his pants and grabbed his

him? Aren’t you afraid the Lewis family