Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel had always known Howard had thick skin. Aside from coming from a powerful family with plenty of people backing him, the guy had zero decency. He was basically a rich, arrogant lowlife

Truth be told, she really had no way to deal with him. As a woman, she wasn’t strong enough to take him on physically. The Lloyd family didn’t dare cross him either.

That didn’t mean she was going to let this slide.

With Howard standing there, smug and untouchable, practically radiating that cocky thug energy, Rachel wanted nothing more than to slap that grin right off his face.

Seeing no one dared to say a word, Howard got even more brazen

“Rachel, you really ought to think about marrying me: Just imagine, we’d be family, and the Lloyds would rise right up with the Zieglers. Sounds like a win–win, doesn’t it?”

This time, Rachel didn’t hold back. She spat on the ground. “Howard, you really think just because the Ziegler family runs wild in Yurelia City that every woman wants to firarry you? Let me make it clear right here, right now. Even if I end up divorced and desperate, I still wouldn’t consider you!”

Her words stung. In all his life, no one had ever dared talk to Howard like that, especially not in front of so many people.

talking to me like that? What, you’d rather throw yourself at someone

like a dog off its leash now.

the rest of us? Do you even know the relationship between him and William? And you’re dumb enough to get in the middle

telling you, Tyler is

he could finish, he was kicked hard from behind. Howard hit the floor like

roared.

a man’s voice

glare instantly turned into a wicked grin. “I knew it. Only

clenched tight enough to crack his knuckles. That devil–may–care smirk

balls, all right.

lunged toward him again. His fist sailed through the air

to brace for it, but it didn’t help. The

of his cheek and spat blood