Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 688

Tyler’s handwriting was messy, full of personality, yet still recognizable. That was exactly what made things so difficult.

Rachel took in a deep breath, picked up the pen, and tried copying it twice on scrap paper. It ended up looking nothing like his handwriting.

Yale wiped at the sweat on his forehead.

“Ms. Lloyd, that’s why I told you before that this plan might not work. Stealing Mr. Hunt’s seal would’ve been the easy part. The hardest thing is imitating his signature. It’s nearly impossible. I’ve tried copying it myself before, but it’s hopeless. If the signature looks even slightly off, people will notice right away,

and if that happens, nothing can pass the company review.”

Rachel’s palms were a little sweaty now. She was nervous that she wouldn’t be able to pull it off.

“Don’t rush me. Let me try again.”

She studied Tyler’s handwriting closely, tracing every curve and stroke. It had a lot of connected lines. She had dabbled a little in cursive writing before, but she hadn’t expected his handwriting to be this

intricate.

Well, his name wasn’t exactly simple either.

Rachel spent another ten minutes practicing before handing her attempt over to Yale.

look a bit

and looked pleasantly surprised. “Yeah, it’s starting

fingers. “I’ll try again.

company seal.”

awkwardly. “About that… Mr. Hunt’s seal requires a password. It’s locked

his safe.”

a volcano about to erupt. She planted one hand on her hip

and now you expect me to magically know the password to his safe–what, am

gave an embarrassed chuckle and rubbed the back of his

you might’ve refused. But the company’s in crisis–we can’t just sit back and do

Chapter 688

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the whole truth! Look at us now–his signature isn’t even fully figured out

felt her head spinning. Both the signature and the seal were

would ruin everything.

was useless now–better to just

to try writing again, a brilliant idea

of practice paper–like the ones kids use when learning cursive

kind you lay over the writing