Countdown to My Divorce

It was terrifying how Tyler seemed to know exactly what Rachel was thinking.

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The awkward silence lingered for a moment, but Rachel couldn’t help herself and said anyway, “Last time, that lady had such a great figure. I thought she was amazing–why didn’t you want her”

Tyler shot her a cold glance. “By your logic, if any woman throws herself at me, should I just take her? I’m not a trash can.”

“I thought she was great,” Rachel blurted out. “If you didn’t want her, then what kind of woman do you like?”

Tyler glanced at her briefly, his tone casually mocking. “So, now you’re trying to figure out what I like? Do you want to date me?” Rachel quickly looked away. “Forget I asked.”

The car pulled up in front of Lewis Enterprise, and Rachel gave Tyler a polite thank you. “Thanks, Mr. Hunt.”

Tyler lazily waved at her as the car drove off, barely missing her feet..

Rachel headed inside and waited for the elevator. While she waited she scrolled through the headlines, and one caught her attention.

Ziegler’s brush with death–drugged, locked in a dark room, and left for dead–Mr. Ziegler narrowly escaped sterilization, with doctors warning that a few minutes later could have

the drug sounded similar to

behind it. If Samantha had been the one poisoned, however, then maybe he

William, who else in Yurelia City could possibly challenge Howard like

face flashed in

thought away just as quickly as it

issues with each other. There was no way

someone tapped her lightly on the shoulder. She turned around

William and

trying to explain.

and nodded.

them stepped into the elevator, and

unusually heavy. Standing in front of William and Samantha, Rachel could see in the reflection of the elevator

Rachel would notice, instinctively tried to