Countdown to My Divorce

Yale didn’t dare say another word. “I’ll go right now.”

Just as he was about to hang up, Tyler added coldly, “And find out where Rachel’s been all these years.”

Yale froze. “Mr. Hunt, do you mean Ms. Lloyd is back?”

“Yeah.”

Yale was genuinely surprised. “She’s still alive!”

Tyler was already running low on patience. “Didn’t I tell you to check on stuff? Why are you still blabbering on?”

“Yes, sir. Are we still going to Bostevia in a few days?”

The trip was already planned. Tyler was supposed to fly over to finalize a business deal. But with everything that just happened, Yale figured it was better to confirm with him.

After a brief silence, Tyler replied, “Things in Bostevia aren’t looking great lately. I heard our potential partner over there has been secretly talking to other companies. If we sign a deal now, it could get messy down the line. Cancel it for now.”

Yale covered his mouth and held back a chuckle. He knew it

he arrived, the car had

the traffic footage, the

clicked his tongue in

over the years, she’d practically sprouted wings. Not only had she driven off in Tyler’s car, but she had parked it

even dare

no time. Tyler was forced to head back to the office to handle

like that would be held accountable. The fact that Tyler was a public figure

storm had already broken out

this was hot, but we do need to respect traffic

know. This really feels like someone set my man up. He may be bold, but

to pull

“Ugh, that lunatic again!”

raced with my man years ago, and my man just rammed his car off the road.

I’ll wait for LS Enterprise’s statement.

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it was his car. And there’s no mistaking it, only