Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 21

‘How can I help you, Mr. Hunt?”

“Bring me tomorrow’s schedule report.”

“Sure,” the receptionist said, ready to hang up the phone.

Rachel, feeling desperate, quickly grabbed the phone from her. “Hello, Mr. Hunt, this is Rachel. Can I please meet with you?”

The receptionist gave her a sharp look. “What are you doing?!”

Rachel held the phone tighter and called out urgently, “Tyler!”

The receptionist rolled her eyes. Was this woman serious? Did she think she could call Tyler by name like that and get what she wanted? Unfortunately for her, that tactic wouldn’t work!

The receptionist grabbed the phone back and explained, “Don’t worry about this, Mr. Hunt. I was just about to call security.”

“Let her come up.”

She clicked the phone off and

she was determined. If she could just get Tyler to agree to secure the Oasis Project for her, she could finally walk away with peace

office and was about to knock, but the door was already slightly open. She quietly pushed it open, and what she saw stopped her in her

desk, her curves accentuated by the cling of her red dress. Her voluminous chestnut curls cascaded over one shoulder, and she spoke in a

Hunt, why won’t you look at me? It’s been a few days, don’t you miss

up from the contract he

You’re blocking my light,” he replied coldly, without a hint of

“Pfft.”

stop it. Her laugh was loud and sudden in the quiet office. As both Tyler

can

out, but Tyler’s voice stopped

missed you? She’s the one I’ve missed,” he said as he pointed lazily toward

straightened up, her eyes

woman? What’s so special about her? She’s got a body like a stick, and her face is

her like this? And what was up with the

didn’t think she was ugly