Countdown to My Divorce (Rachel and William) novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270

+25 BONUS

Tyler composed his thoughts; he had a rough idea of what happened, but he was still unclear about some details.

He walked leisurely to the balcony and poured himself a glass of wine. His long, svelte fingers wrapped around the stem of the glass, swirling it.

“Want some?”

Rachel waved her hand. “No, thanks.”

Before, she used to drink while entertaining clients to secure William’s position in Lewis Enterprise. Unless she was in a very bad mood, she would never touch alcohol.

Tyler didn’t force her and took a sip from his glass. The fragrance of the alcohol spread in his mouth, and the tight knot in his brows slowly unravelled.

“Tell me, when did you sense something amiss?”

Rachel rubbed her chin pensively. “Probably when I arrived at your place. I sensed a car suddenly stopping at your place, and that’s a rarity. It gets even more remote up ahead.”

Tyler raised the glass in his hand and arched a brow.

astute of you.”

Rachel thought of another detail. “When I came in, I think I saw a figure reflected on the metal plate of the door lock, but I wasn’t quite sure.”

Tyler nodded. “You texted Yvette and told her to swing by and turned the tables on them. What a string of plots.”

Rachel’s seemingly unassuming appearance almost gave Tyler the mistaken conclusion that she had grown up to be a sweet and innocent yet naive and stupid woman.

To think that she had some acting chops!

Rachel wasn’t exactly considered intelligent, but that was indeed quick–witted of her.

“Those reporters are wily old birds. They’d think you and Yvette are trying to cover up the truth, no matter what you two claim. It’ll be troublesome if they ask you two to do something to prove it.“”

Rachel had seen her fair share of the kind of things

kiss Yvette…

Yvette would probably be very willing, but Tyler…

reporters were capable of. For all she knew, they might just make Tyler

Rachel shuddered at the mere thought of it.

Tyler would probably leave on the spot, given his temperament.

Tyler tilted his head up and downed his drink. He looked very at ease, as though he was listening to her tell a story.

I down his throat as he swallowed his drink. It was a sensuous and

Rachel’s gaze landed on his Adam’s apple that bobbed up and do

mesmerizing sight.

She could still objectively say that Tyler’s good looks were beyond compare, his features flawless as though carved by a master sculptor. If she had to point out a flaw of his, the only thing she could find was probably his sharp tongue.

Tyler gave her a sideways glance.

“You just made use of me. Shouldn’t you give me an explanation? What’s more, they saw me without a shirt when they came in.”

Rachel was flabbergasted. “Are you seriously blaming me for that?

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