Rachel had no idea that Tyler didn’t just start knowing her only recently.

    He had known her since she was very young. His attention had been on her since the first time they met. He had been doing so quietly and from afar, where she couldn’t see him and knew nothing.

    Tyler rested his chin on his palm; instead of getting angry, his interest was piqued. He looked dotingly at her, a curious glint shing past the depths of his deep, dark eyes.

    “Sure. Help me set up a fortune–telling stall, and I’ll start work once I recover.”

    Rachel had just said that in passing. Given how wless Tyler looked–what with his exquisite features, high cheekbones, and sharp nose–women wouldn’t go to him to have their fortunes told. No, they’d go to

    him to check him out.

    Rachel turned her face away and rejected him.

    “We’ll talk about that after you be bankrupt.”

    Tyler looked pitifully at Rachel, his eyes glistening; he lookedpletely different from his usual cold

    aloofness.

    “Will you take care of me if I really go bankrupt?”

    Of course, Rachel could tell that Tyler was just putting on an act. She decided to y along.

    She grabbed Tyler’s arm and said dramatically, “Don’t worry. At most, we can do deliveries. As long as I have money for food, I’ll make sure you have bowls to clean. You’ll never go hungry.”

    Tylerughed and pulled his arm out of Rachel’s hands. “Scram!”

    Rachel burst outughing. “You started it first! I was just ying along with you.”

    Tylerposed himself, and his mood turned serious once more. He grabbed Rachel’s hand, rubbing the

    back of it with his fingers.

    “Tell me more about your act of heroism. What exactly did you tell Steven Ziegler that made him so angry that he was sent to the hospital?”

    Rachel replied cautiously, being very selective with her response.

    “I didn’t say anything much. I know he wouldn’t spare you, so I decided to go all out and make my stance clear. I think I harped too much on how he condoned Howard’s behavior and agitated him to the point of

    no return.”

    Tyler didn’t doubt her words.

    “Steven Ziegler dotes on Howard very much. He’s the only son of the family, after all. It’s just that Steven

    refuses to ept reality. Given how he has spoiled Howard, even if you gave Howard a hundred years.

    before taking over the family business, the guy would squander their entire family fortune.”

    “Does he really have no idea?” Rachel asked.

    Tyler could more or less guess what was going through Steven’s mind.

    “What’s done is done. The only thing Steven can do right now is pave the way for Howard as much as he can while he’s still alive. Once he’s gone, he won’t be able to do anything.”

    Rachel nodded. “That’s true. A dead person won’t have any say in the matters of the living.”

    The next day, Tyler and Yale packed up and got ready to leave. Tyler’s gaze lingered on Rachel, who was

    still fast asleep. His fingers gently caressed her cheeks.

    He didn’t know when he could see her again. He was bracing himself for a long, treacherous battle at

    work.

    “Sir, it’s about time. The shareholders are waiting for you to start the meeting,” Yale urged.

    Tyler retracted his gaze, bent over, and kissed Rachel on her forehead before leaving.

    Yale had never seen Tyler treat someone else so tenderly. He was never a romantic man to begin with,

    but he had changed ever since Rachel entered the picture.

    Tyler now had an Achilles‘ heel, but also a vigor and zest for life that wasn’t there before.

    The moment the door to the ward was shut, Rachel opened her eyes. She could still feel the lingering heat of Tyler’s lips on her forehead.

    She knew that whatever Tyler was about to do next would determine the destiny of hispany.

    This battle was necessary,

    She pulled her phone out from under the pillow and called both Jerry and Cecilia to the hospital.

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