Countdown to My Divorce

Tyler rested his chin on his hand, elbow propped on the table. He glanced over at them as if he were just an observer, completely uninterested in stepping in to help.

The woman was clearly angry, her face turning bright red. “Don’t get too cocky. He’ll only be interested in you for a couple of days. He’s been with more women than you’ve had meals, so don’t delude yourself into thinking he’d ever waste real effort on you.”

Rachel shrugged, unfazed.

She wasn’t trying to date Tyler. How many women he had been with didn’t concern her. Besides, a powerful and attractive man like him was bound to attract attention. It wasn’t surprising.

“It’s fine. As long as his focus is on me now, that’s all that matters Rachel quipped, smirking.

Clearly taken aback by Rachel’s calm response, the woman shot her one last glare before storming out of the office.

Rachel watched her leave, then quickly closed the door behind her. She checked the time–she still had a meeting with a client

soon.

the point: “Mr. Hunt, the Oasis Project deadline is in three days. Are you really not

she would’ve given up after Tyler’s initial refusal.

money to help with her situation…

didn’t speak, Rachel glanced up in confusion, only to meet his sharp gaze. He usually had a cold expression, but seemed even more intimidating now, in

mind, she could feel the heat rising in her cheeks.

“What’s wrong? Not gonna call me by name

I panicked just now. Also, I just found out that you

you trying to use that as a way to make a deal with me?” Tyler asked. His voice was cool, with a hint

even bother to flatter him. She could tell this man wasn’t the

don’t really have a choice. I know it might not seem ideal, but if it works, it works. And honestly, I’m running out of time. Since you knew

the desk. “And? You said

like he was

well known for not caring about anyone

not trying to use my mother to get on your good side. But when