Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 481

Of course there’s an overtime charge. One grand per hour. Here’s the OR payment code.”

Tyler retrieved a QR payment code from his drawer and placed it on the table.

Rachel was stunned. She hadn’t expected Tyler to still keep the code. She began to feel a little suspicious.

“Don’t tell me you kept this just for me?”

Tyler rubbed his chin, as if she had just given him a great idea. “Hmm… Now that you mention it, that makes a lot of sense. Maybe I should label it as For Rachel Only.”

Rachel shrank back a little. “No need for that. One hour’s more than enough.”

She figured even going to a cafe would be cheaper than staying in Tyler’s study. There was no way it was worth one grand an hour!

Tyler gently tapped her nose with his finger before letting out a soft chuckle. “You’re way too clever. Do you think I could actually make money off you?”

Rachel knew full well that Tyler wasn’t short on cash. Just from all her recent eating sprees at his place, she had probably cost him quite a bit already.

She figured this was probably one of his weird amusements. He had too much money and too much time on his hands. Sometimes that was its own kind of curse.

Still, she had to admit, if anyone had to bear that curse, she wouldn’t mind being the one.

Rachel walked out, Cecilia curiously came up to

on, spill it. What exactly were you two doing in there?

sigh. “I almost got

Cecilia toward Tyler’s

why Tyler had

wasn’t just a study–it was

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it was her first time setting foot

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of the fact that studies were usually a man’s private space. If anything confidential

around and couldn’t help

goodness! Is this really

tones, with dim lighting

geometric installations. It was a loft–style setup; right across from the shelves was

of the labels.

anything like this before, instinctively reached out to touch

Rachel quickly stopped

break one of those bottles, that’s your entire

by Rachel’s warning, Cecilia yanked her