Chapter <b>463 </b>


    Rachel had seen enough of such drama, be it in the past or soap operas on cable.


    Rather than panicking, she found the whole thing hrious.


    Ray, as if sensing her bad mood, whimpered at her feet. Rachel knew that he felt bad for her. Dogs were very sympathetic creatures, after all.


    She reached out to rub Ray’s head, consoling him.


    “I’m fine. Head upstairs for some snacks. I put some in your bowl earlier.”


    Seeing that, Wilma had the urge tough. “Ms. Lloyd, you’re such an interesting person. Can this dog understand you? Why say so much to it?”


    Rachel rubbed Ray’s furry cheeks. “Sometimes, dogs understand people more than some people.”


    Wilma rose to her feet in a whoosh, her face red with ire. “How ill–mannered! You dare speak to an elder like that!”


    Rachel looked at her in feigned confusion. “When did I do that?”


    “You…!”


    Wilma couldn’t put forth any evidence, as it was true that Rachel didn’t do that. Rather, she merely insinuated it.


    With a dismissive wave of her hand, Wilma snapped, “Whatever it is, state your price. How much is enough for you to leave Tyler?”


    Rachel sneered; she refused to show Wilma undeserved respect, especially when thetter had resorted to violence over nothing.


    “Since you’re bent on separating Tyler and me, shouldn’t you go looking for him? As his aunt, you should know his temperament better than I do. You came looking for me, but even if I agreed to it, do you dare say that he’ll agree to it too?”


    It was Wilma’s turn to sneer.


    “Do you mean to say that Tyler will harass you and refuse to let you go? Open your eyes and see for yourself who we are! Putting aside the fact that you’re a divorcee, you’re William’s ex–wife. That fact alone makes things impossible between you and Tyler.


    “You’re an illegitimate daughter to boot. If word of that got out, we’d be looked down upon! Tyler is such an outstanding man. He doesn’tck women.”


    Wilma thought that her words would put Rachel in her ce and make her give up.


    However, Rachel was no longer the same as she was five years ago. Forget being affected by Wilma’s words; she had the courage


    to retaliate.


    “You think that Tyler is outstanding, but I don’t think I’m inferior to him. What’s more, he’s no fool. Wouldn’t he know whether I’m good for him or not?” she shot back.


    Winona scoffed. She hated women like Rachel, born to be vixens adept at luring and seducing men. Such women loved hoodwinking men and wrapping them around their little finger.


    “I’m telling you, he’s just temporarily bewitched by your beauty. You’re not getting any younger. If you want a happy ending straight out of a fairytale, he’s not going to give you that. If you want money, name your price. We’ll be able to afford whatever you ask for!”


    Rachel arched her brow; she covered her mouth and eximed in feigned surprise, “Are you going to drown me with your money?”


    She then rubbed her chin, as if seriously pondering the question.


    “Then again<b>, </b>my asking price would be quite high. Are you really sure you can afford it?”


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    Wilma looked disdainfully at Rachel, as if confirming her assessme


    She crossed her legs and leaned back against the couch, tilting her


    her wrist.