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At her words, Tylernglied as if he’d just heard a joke.
Rachel was shimmed
His distinct brows, dark eyes, and perfectly pressed cks, handmade leather shoes, all gave oft an air of superiority.
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that reputation means absolutely.
He rubbed his brow and said tly. “If you’d stirred to look into me beforehand, you’d know th nothing to me.”
If he’d cared about saving face, he would’ve been devoured by the Veterans in the business long ago
A deep sense of frustration swelled in Itachel’s chest. Tyler was, without a doubt, the most difficult person she’d meer had to deal with. He was like reinforced steel. No matter what tactic she tried, was like hitting a wall. She couldn’t get any reaction at all. She figured she couldn’t force him. If she tried to be aggressive, he just go one step fu
So she got straight to the point. Then tell me, what will it take for you to help me?” <ul><li>further. </li></ul>
Tyler casually jiggled his leg and gave her a thoughtful look. “That depends on what you’ve got to offer, Rachel.”
Rachel’s mind spiraled into chaos. The implication was clear. He wanted her.
It was just like what Cecilia said.
She clenched her fists tightly. Her expression was tense. After what felt like a long time, she made up her mind. She slowly got up and walked to stand in front of Tyler. She then reached up to unge the ribbon at her cor, followed by the first button.
Her skin was pale and her figure delicate. With just the first button undone, the elegant curve of her corbone was already exposed.
Her heart was pounding <b>so </b>hard it felt like it might leap out of her chest, but Tyler didn’t even blink. He stayed where he was, as rxed and indifferent as before, like he was just watching a performance.
Rachel’s fingers <b>moved </b>to the third button. Thece trim of her ck bra <b>was </b>now vaguely visible <b>beneath </b>the white fabric. It was a stark visual contrast.
Tyler’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the air between them felt like it was starting to <b>thicken </b>
Rachel’s cheeks burned red–hot, and her entire body felt feverish, She bit down on her lip. She was too embarrassed to even look at him.
She had never undressed like this in front of <b>a </b>man, not even with William. She had always been reserved, especially about this sort of thing
But if Tyler <b>said </b>no, her mother might never return to the Lloyd family. If she left now, she might never get another chance. Sh couldn’t live with the guilt of freeing herself while leaving her mother alone in the dark.
She <b>was </b>willing to give everything if that was <b>what </b>it took to bring her mother home.
Just as she reached for the final button, Tyler suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Rachel jumped.
That’s enough<b>,</b>” he said.
She looked at him in confusion.
His eyes, cold as ice, locked onto hers. The chill in them made the fairs on her skin rise.
“What? Not satisfied?” she asked bitterly, remembering his earlierment about her figure.
He probably preferred someone curvier
Tyler stood up and towered over her. <b>Then</b>, without warning, he reached a hand out toward her.
Rachel held her breath. Her whole body was tense<b>. </b>She looked up at him a little warily
She wanted to back <b>away</b>, but knowing how little patience Tyler had, she stayed still. If he sensed hesitation, he might shut downpletely.