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.

surge of frustration, ready to expose Mr. Burton as a charlatan right then and there. She was sure he was purposely making it hard for

with this old geezer to torment her.

"Do you want to come with

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

leave, but Mr. Burton's ultimatum trapped her. She'd already spent half the day here, and leaving now would mean

she said, "No, Haynie, you go

to get back to and

head back to my

on his heel

her, a mocking smile playing on her lips, as

in frustration. Haynie had

...

and soldiered on, helping Marvin with 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