Rachel looked back at Howard and saw that devil–may–care look on his face, which bore no signs of panic whatsoever.
Fear crept up on Rachel<b>; </b>she felt suffocated, as though she were floating on the surface of the ocean.
She had thought Howard was just a yful, rich heir of a wealthy family who was <b>too </b>arrogant for his own good, given how much his grandfather spoiled him.
She never expected him to show such disregard for life.
If Samantha was suffering from a hemorrhage in her skull from hitting her head against that rock and didn’t receive treatment in time, it could very well be a matter of life and death.
Yet<b>, </b>Howard remained cold and indifferent about it, his attention solely on Rachel.
“To think that William alone wasn’t enough, and you had to hook up with Tyler as well. What <b>is </b>Tyler giving you in return? Have you already slept with him? You’re so beautiful, he must have slept with you–unless he has a problem.”
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Howard had never seen a woman as beautiful as Rachel. Somehow he couldn’t seem to forget her since he first saw her.
He was now getting increasingly irritated by the women around him, feeling as though something was missing in every single one of them. They would always pounce on him with desperation each time they saw him.
Rachel was certainly more interesting than them.
Rachel sneered as she looked at Howard with derision. “Howard<b>, </b>not everyone is as disgusting as you are<b>.</b><b>” </b>Howard knew how rare a chance this was and made a leap for Rachel, who quickly dodged his sudden attack. “Howard Ziegler,” she warned him, “did your grandfather not teach you a harsh enough lessonst time?” Anger rose in Howard’s chest at the mention of t had happened before. He red at Rachel, gritting his teeth.
“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been beaten up so badly or gotten exposed by the media! Tyler, that disgusting bastard- he drugged me and exposed all my secrets! My grandfather beat me up so hard, I was bedridden for two weeks. Who’d believe you when you say Tyler has no feelings for you?”
Rachel inhaled sharply.
So Tyler was the one who drugged Howard!
She found it surprising that he would do something like this, given how he hated poking his nose in other people’s affairs.
Before Rachel could ponder further on what that meant<b>, </b>Howard had grabbed her wrist in an iron–tight grip. Rachel started struggling against his hold, but her efforts were in vain.
Howard rubbed his thumb against her wrist.
“You look even more charming than thest time I saw you. William is beyond stupid to ignore such a beauty and run into the arms of a stupid young girl who knows nothing. What a fool! He doesn’t know a good thing when he sees it!”
This was the first time Rachel heard something reasonable from Howard’s mouth.
Howard leaned in close to Rachel, taking in her scent with relish.
“You’re truly different from others. The perfumes those women like wearing make me want to puke. But you’re not wearing any, and you smell soforting.”
Rachel’s body shook with disgust.
“Howard, if you dare touch me, I’ll kill you and then kill myself!”
<b>“</b><b>Sure</b>. Let’s <b>be </b><b>with </b><b>each </b>other in life and death, <b>then</b>.”
Howard pounced on Rachel and pressed her to the ground.
Rachel threw all caution to the wind and yelled at the top of her lungs, “Help<b>! </b><b>Help</b>!<b>” </b>
<b>Desire </b>raged in Howard’s veins, urging him to get intimate with Rachel. As long as his grandfather had his back<b>, </b>no one in Yurelia would darey a finger on him.
Rachel struggled with all her might, kicking and punching him. To her dismay, her attacks seemed to do nothing to weaken his
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