Countdown to My Divorce (Rachel and William) novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383

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Chapter 383

At that instant, everyone turned toward the doors of the conference room.

Tyler stepped in, dressed in a custom–tailored black suit and a crisp white shirt. His sharp, chiseled features, cold and piercing gaze, and thin lips gave off an untouchable air of authority. His entire presence exuded a refined and aloof arrogance that made the room feel tense the moment he walked in.

It was William who finally broke the silence. He sounded noticeably stiff.

“Mr. Hunt, what brings you here?”

Tyler casually twirled his phone between his fingers, the sleek device spinning in smooth arcs. Outside the room, several female employees couldn’t take their eyes off him.

“How can someone look that good? Mr. Hunt is so hot.”

“Even his hands look good!”

“True, but he’s kind of intimidating. When he walked in just now, the pressure in the air shifted. His presence is unreal!”

Rachel froze for a split second. She hadn’t expected Tyler to show up here–he was never one to join in on drama.

Tyler was the kind of man who’d sip coffee without blinking even if people started fighting next to him.

His hands tucked in his pockets, Tyler scanned the room with sharp, hawk–like eyes full of disdain. He then pulled out a chair like he owned the place and dropped into it leisurely.

“I’m getting old. Thought I’d join the fun and see how a room full of grown men gang up on a

woman.”

Everyone present knew Tyler didn’t play by the rules. Even Howard, who feared no one, once said Tyler was the only person he would never dare mess with.

Tyler didn’t sugarcoat things. He called it like he saw it, and the entire room fell deathly silent.

He casually rested one leg on the table, leaning back in his chair like he had all the time in the world. His gaze swept across the room,

“Don’t mind me. Keep going.”

The shareholders exchanged anxious looks.

“Uhh…”

“How are we supposed to keep going like this?”

“Who invited him?”

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Chapter 383

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“You’re asking me? I have no idea!”

Yvette instantly tensed up when she saw Tyler. The previous incident had left quite the psychological scar on her. She still couldn’t forget that cold, cutting look he gave her. Just thinking about it gave her chills.

Nervously, she tugged at Sasha’s sleeve and whispered, “Mom, what do we do now?”

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