Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 215

“As the one in charge of Project Oasis, it’s reasonable for my wife to have dealings with Mr. Hunt in my place when I don’t have the time.”

One of the reporters continued pursuing the matter, holding his microphone up high. “If it’s purely work–related, why meet at a bar? In the middle of the night, no less!”

William smiled.

“My wife does have work–related engagements with Mr. Hunt, but as for the meet–up at the bar, we only see their backs in the photos. What if it’s one of Mr. Hunt’s many female associates?”

William had been staring at the photos on his way here, and realized that most of them showed either their side or back views.

In other words, Rachel’s face never appeared in the photos. No one could confirm who Tyler was with.

The reporters were rendered speechless.

They were indeed unable to confirm the identity of the woman in the photos. Although Tyler’s face was clear in them, the woman’s face was not captured.

Even if they saw Rachel in person, if she couldn’t be identified from the photos they took, they had no grounds to insist that she was the woman with Tyler that night.

looks, racking their brains for an answer to William’s

and stood up. He walked toward the reporters and threw them a cold

next time I kiss one of my female associates, so you can find the best angle for a photo? Or do all of you really have nothing better to report on? Shall I hike up the unemployment rate a little? That might give you

his words,

to explain himself to

those who knew

dare say a word further and started to disperse with their

Tyler’s casual threat

his pockets and strode leisurely toward William, throwing a look of disdain at William as he

up that stuff you did earlier without

female associates?

his fists. “Can’t you just keep your distance from

in his tracks and shot back, “Can’t you keep your distance

William’s throat. William opened his mouth, but the dull, suffocating ache in his chest made him unable to

out through the back door. Although reparters were crowding around the back door, they were all waiting expectantly