Countdown to My Divorce

“You need to make sure Oasis doesn’t get affected by this report.”

Yale looked troubled. “Mr. Hunt, that can’t be helped. If we’d had one to kill the rumor early on, maybe Oasis wouldn’t have been affected. But now, it’s hard to say.”

Tyler frowned in annoyance. “If you really can’t handle anything, st quit. Let’s not waste each other’s time.”

Yale quickly shook his head. “No, no, Mr. Hunt, I can handle it. I’ll deal with it right away.”

With that, he scooped the stack of files off the desk, Jurned, and hurried out.

Just as he opened the office door, he ran straight into Rachel.

Yale froze. “Ms. Lloyd.”

Rachel almost laughed out loud but kept a straight face and greeted him calmly. “Yale, thanks for bringing me those clothes last time.”

Yale blushed as Rachel looked at him. He quickly lowered his head. “Ms. Lloyd, I still have to carry out Mr. Hunt’s instructions. I’ll leave now.”

Rachel nodded.

to the elevator and pressed the button. He couldn’t help but glance back at where Rachel

how fast his heart was racing. Rachel really was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. He had actually blushed just from her looking at

serious self–control. If it were anyone else, they would’ve

knocked politely on

Tyler’s voice came from

pushed the door open

“Mr. Hunt.”

surprise appeared in his eyes. “How did you get

paused before

told your security downstairs that I was Rachel, and that I was here to return your jacket.

eyes. He had a faint, knowing

did you say, Mr. Hunt? I didn’t catch that.” Rachel thought he

returned to his senses. “Nothing. Didn’t you say

jacket is still at the dry cleaner, and it might take a few more days.

took the new jacket

label. He then looked at her with a complicated expression. “You really went all out. This thing’s expensive. Does William