Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 501

Rachel and Cecilia returned to their seats. Rachel cleared her throat, sat upright, and assumed a serious, businesslike demeanor as she spoke to Tyler.

“Mr. Hunt, you mentioned you came to discuss a potential partnership. May I ask which project you’re

interested in?”

Tyler raised his brows slightly, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his lips. His slender fingers tapped gently against the table.

“Oh? You actually thought I came here to talk business?”

Rachel tilted her head. “If not to talk business, Mr. Hunt, then what? Do you want to take a nap and have me tell you a ghost story on the spot?”

Tyler leaned back in his chair like a man with all the time and money in the world. “Aren’t you aware of

your company’s current situation? You’re not even qualified to collaborate with us.”

Rachel glanced at Cecilia and gave her a subtle signal. Cecilia quickly pulled out a folder and handed it to

Rachel, who then slid it across the table to Tyler.

“Mr. Hunt, perhaps you can take a look at my proposal first, then decide if it’s worth your time.”

didn’t even bother sitting up. He hooked a finger under the

glance.

far too bold. This project was one Rachel had personally worked on before. It was niche and

domestic market. If the market couldn’t be developed

projects weren’t

watching Rachel lay it out so abruptly in

the conference room

unfold.

our company’s weight, does she really think we’re good enough to work with the biggest

like to act rich even when there’s barely a hundred bucks

is one thing, but if she crashes and burns later, it’ll be

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bald executive, maybe she’d have a chance. But come on,

impossible to please. Unless you’ve really

watch. She’s going to humiliate herself so badly.

yet, and already his

the table, began