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.

and pressed the button. He couldn’t help but glance back

the most beautiful person he had ever seen.

serious

knocked politely on

Tyler’s voice came

the door

“Mr. Hunt.”

surprise appeared

before answering

Rachel, and that

that, something flickered in Tyler’s dark eyes. He had a faint, knowing smile. “Seems like they’re good at reading

Hunt? I didn’t catch that.”

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

and it might take a few more days. So I bought you a new one. I’m not sure if you’ll like

new jacket out of

a complicated expression. “You really went all out.