The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 244

Rachel's face flushed as she stammered, "Mr. Burton, you've got it all wrong... I-I didn't have lunch, just wanted to grab a bite with Haynie..."

Mr. Burton wasn't having any of it. "I'm giving you one hour, Rachel. If you're not back by then, you'll stay an extra hour today. Two hours late? You're staying four hours extra."

Haynes frowned, "Mr. Burton, isn't that a bit harsh?"

"Rules are rules. As the company president, would you allow your employees to come and go as they please?" Mr. Burton replied sharply.

"But she's not your employee," Haynes countered.

Mr. Burton smirked, "I'm treating her terminal illness for free, and she can't even run errands for a few days? If she doesn't value her own life, how can she expect others to save it?"

Haynes had no reply.

Mr. Burton as a charlatan right then and there. She was sure he was purposely making it hard for her. But she couldn't confront him without revealing her own

joined forces with this old

"Do you want to come with me to get

Rachel's hand injury wasn't serious. It didn't even require a bandage, as the wound had

spent half the day here, and leaving now would mean

smile, she said, "No, Haynie, you go ahead.

get back to

head back to

turned on his heel and

on her lips, as

frustration. Haynie had forgotten all

...

the tedious task of sorting herbs. The herbs were collected from the wild, mixed with dried twigs and thorny vines. Every time Rachel accidentally pricked herself, she'd let out a small hiss and draw back her hand, on the verge of