“I’m keeping Rachel. You take Sheryn.”
The two men who were drawing near to Sheryn were stunned by Howard’s decision.
“Wait. Mr. Ziegler, you must be kidding. Didn’t we agree to keep this one? We were just getting started!”
Howard didn’t have the time or energy to talk sense into the two of them. “Hurry up and do as I say. Do you really think you’re here for a good time?”
The two men didn’t dare offend Howard and had no choice but to reluctantly release Sheryn.
Sheryn never expected the tables to turn in her favor. A bright smile stretched across her face, and she gloated to Rachel, “Just look! Turns out that there is fairness in this world, after all. People do get their just desserts.”
Rachel remained silent. It was true that she was the trigger for all that had happened, and that Sheryn
had nothing whatsoever to do with this. She would certainly be riddled with guilt if anything happened
to Sheryn because of her.
Sheryn spoke a little too much, but she had never done anything to hurt Rachel.
Howard, on the other hand, had done much to inflict actual harm on her–and all for the sake of
preserving his pride and ego.
Rachel knew he didn’t actually like her that much. He was doing all this because he was used to
competing with Tyler, be it in work or family background. If he couldn’t win, then he would snatch
whatever he could get his hands on.
But whether it was Tyler’s business or family background, there was nothing Howard was actually
capable of snatching from under Tyler’s nose.
That was why a woman like her, one without an impressive family background, became something for them to fight over.
After Sheryn was released, Howard said to Tyler over the phone, “Sit back and enjoy the show I’ve prepared for you. Do refrain from getting jealous. She’s William’s used goods–nothing precious to begin with, anyway. Let me have a good time with her, and we’ll write off all the grudges between us.”
Howard’s words were drenched with disrespect and humiliation targeted at Rachel. He was so engrossed in gloating to Tyler that he didn’t notice that Rachel’s hands were already untied.
She was about to make a run for it when he spotted her from the corner of his eye. He made a lunge for her and grabbed her hair, pulling her back.
His voice sounded like that of the devil himself, filling her with fear.
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