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.

walked past her to the elevator and pressed the button. He couldn’t help but glance

his chest and realized how fast his heart was racing. Rachel really was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. He had

help but marvel at how Tyler had some serious self–control. If it were anyone else, they

politely on

Tyler’s voice came

door open and walked

“Mr. Hunt.”

flicker of surprise appeared in his eyes. “How did

before

downstairs that I was Rachel, and that I was

faint, knowing smile. “Seems like they’re good at reading the

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

you say

might take a few more

took the new jacket out

glanced at the label. He then looked at her with a complicated expression. “You really went all out.