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Yale was dumbfounded. “Ms. Lloyd, if we stop now, we’ll definitely lose him.”

“Trust me. Just pull over.”

Hearing that, Yale had no choice. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, Rachel would most likely become Tyler’s wife. Offending her was out of the question. Besides, if what they were doing behind

Tyler’s back ever came to light, he’d probably need her to put in a good word for him.

Yale pulled over, and Rachel unbuckled her seatbelt, quickly switching seats with him. By the time he realized what was happening, he was already sitting in the passenger seat.

“Wait–Ms. Lloyd, you’ve seen Mr. Hunt drive. He’s no slouch. And you’re wearing heels, what if

something hap-”

Before he could finish, Rachel stepped on the accelerator and shot forward. Yale nearly slammed into the

dashboard, only saved by his seatbelt.

He clutched the door handle tight, eyes glued to the road ahead, terrified that her driving might cause an

accident.

As it turned out, he had completely underestimated her. He thought he knew Rachel well enough after

idea she

obvious she wasn’t just a casual

couldn’t hide the admiration in

something? How are you

when I was abroad, I followed a racer for a while. Picked up a few things

handy one day,”

her hands and her mind–never one to

lost interest in something, she’d throw herself into

a thumbs–up.

Lloyd. Honestly, I always thought it was a waste for you to

You’d be better off in

guys already, that’s more than enough. Me

make sense.”

her colleagues had been talking about developing a new project–something that could

busy streets like a fish slipping

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paying the price. Rachel kept swerving and cutting lanes.

felt his lunch threatening to come