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yler shot back, “Do you think you’ve done well enough?”

Yale’s heart pounded as he looked timidly at Tyler.

“Mr. Hunt, what do you mean by that? Don’t look at me like this–it rattles me. If you think I’ve done something wrong, you can just tell me directly.”

Tyler’s stare cut right through him, like a blade pressed against his skin. Every second of eye contact cranked up the pressure until Yale was close to spilling everything.

But if he spoke, he’d drag Rachel down with him. He could afford to take the fall himself, but there was no

way he’d let Rachel get burned too.

Leaning lazily against the doorframe with arms crossed, Tyler tilted his chin at him.

“Yale, why didn’t either you or Rachel answer my calls?”

At that, Yale’s instincts screamed danger. He rushed to explain.

“Mr. Hunt, don’t misunderstand. Ms. Lloyd and I are clean–there’s nothing between us. We weren’t ignoring your calls on purpose. We were busy at the time, you saw it yourself. We really didn’t have a chance to pick up.”

that so? Yale, you know me. I can’t stand being lied to–especially not by

dropped, deep

you tell me the truth, I’ll forgive you. But if I find it out on

would let him off, but Rachel’s secrets would be laid

uncover the truth.

himself, but dragging Rachel down

finally made up his mind to cover

saw the situation yourself. If you don’t

him down for a long moment before

“Go to the company.”

relief once Tyler’s back was turned.

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a deeper investigation, unless everything was airtight,

of the shower, Tyler was already gone. A

It was from Tyler.