Yvette was so caught up in watching, she couldn’t help whispering to Rachel, “She’s pretty good, I’ll give her that. I don’t think you can win this round. They might even rece you on the project. No man can resist a woman acting sweet and you don’t seem to know how to do that.”
Rachel couldn’t argue with that.
Who would’ve thought Samantha would drop her pride and cry right in front of Tyler? She cried softly and pitifully, like <b>a </b>littlemb no one had the heart to bully.
Then, Rachel looked at Tyler.
He didn’t reject her right <b>away</b>–and as long as he didn’t say no immediately, it meant there was still a chance.
She quietly clenched her palm, eyes clear and cold as they locked on Tyler. If he changed his mind <b>now</b>, everything she had worked for would be wasted.
Tyler had sharp eyes, a tall brow bone<b>, </b>and striking features that gave him a naturally intense kind of charm. He raised a hand to rub his brow, and sighed.
“When Ms. Judd cries like this, it goes straight to my heart.”
Rachel’s breath caught. Her brows pulled together, and her shoulders slumped.
She knew it no matter how different Tyler might seem, he was still a man. And no man could truly resist a woman who knew how to act soft and helpless.
And Samantha had that ability–that way of <b>drawing </b>sympathy from men without even trying.
Samantha sniffled softly, her voice gentle and sweet.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Hunt. That <b>was </b>embarrassing. I know I’m not as capable as Rachel, and I’m totally okay with her leading this project. I really am. Buttely, she’s been wrapped up in so many rumors. People in thepany are starting to <b>think </b>she’s been secretly working with <b>an </b>outside firm. But as long as it doesn’t hurt thepany, I <b>guess </b>it doesn’t really matter. I don’t know if others trust her–but I <b>do</b><b>,</b>”
Tyler stared at Samantha’s tear–streaked face for a moment, then let out a faint smirk.
“Didn’t realize you and Ms. Lloyd were such good friends.”
Samantha looked a little flustered under his gaze.
“You’re too kind, Mr. Hunt,” she said with a soft smile.
Her heart fluttered<b>, </b>and she thought maybe things were turning around. <b>This </b>project meant everything to her.
If she could pull off the Oasis Project, she would finally make a name for herself back home. People at Lewis Enterprise would stop doubting her behind her back–<b>and </b>no one wouldpare her to Rachel ever again.
William nced at Tyler, a thoughtful look in his eyes. Based on what he knew about Tyler<b>, </b><b>this </b>shift didn’t make
<b>sense</b>.
Tyler had been firm thest time they spoke–this project had to be led by Rachel. He valued results <b>and </b>efficiency. He didn’t trust people like Samantha, who only knew how to work connections from behind the scenes.
So why <b>the </b>sudden change?
William was still trying to figure it out when Samantha, unable to hold back anymore, leaned forward.
“Mr. Hunt, I know you t
I’ve got to this project!”
misunderstood me before<b>, </b>but could you <b>give </b>me a chance? I’ll give everything
Tyler slowly set down his champagne ss<b>, </b>then leaned in closer to her.
Samantha’s eyes widened in shock. That face–so ridiculously good–looking–could <b>throw </b>anyone off bnce. Without thinking, she curled her fingers into a fist, her voice even softer.
“Mr. Hunt, you…”
“Have you ever thought about joining ourpany?” Tyler asked, voice low. “Be my assistant.”
Rachel stared at him in disbelief. Even William had the same stunned expression.
What on earth was Tyler doing?
He was poaching someone–right in front of William!
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