Chapter 12
The security glands were instantly taken aback. This entire child was coed by the Post family, and use of them could f
Labs gaze landed im Herb, who was standing protectively behind Rachel
difici rake long for her to piece it together. Her was here for
net yer you thank you
“What’s going on?” Herli glanced down at the security guard writhing on the flour in join, her wäre der cold. To st
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Sybill, stunned by Herba frealital
Her eyes narrowed, and she quickly stepped forward. “Mr. Rowie, are you really going to protect this woman? Direct you know what she’s donet the was just kirked out of the Lon family! She’s nothing bout a washedlaje,
However, a sharp glasa Hashed in Hrilis ryes.
know exactly what kind of person Rachel is–better than anyone else: You don’t need in tell me, be cal coolly “But causing trouble here? I don’t
how the Howar family handles things.”
Syħal immediately became flustered, her fear thing. “You What are you going to do I’m the heiress of the For family?”
“I know.” Herbs said, a smile curling at the corner of his lips. “And I also know that y
that you’re about to be the heiress of the For family with broken legs” With a sweet motion, Herd raised his hand, signaling the security guards to move in.
“Alright, Herb” At that moment, Rachel’s voice rang out from behind, light and nonchalart.
The bere expression
had been on Herli’s face instantly softened.
“You’re not going to plead for her, are your Herb asked.
achel walked up with a smile. “No need to dirty your hands over someone like her. Besides, I’m here for something important today” She gave Sybil a damissive look, then glanced at Callie, who was now tried to say a word. Without another word, Rachel turned and walkerd
two women before following Rachel inside.
Herts snorted sodily, casting one last disdainful glance at the two won
As they disapprated inside, Sylal stool frozen, her mind racing. “What’s going on? How did Rachel manage to get close to Mr. Howse? Who does
Callir, seething with angere, watched as they were escorted into the clubs. The frustration was bouldding up inside her, but she kept her composure. Seeing Nylafs clenched fan, she couldn’t help lait add, “I don’t get it either. Someone like Heil wouldn’t even look at a woman like her. Honestly, I thank you’re the one who deserves to be with a mum like lam, Sybil”
Her words struck byħal ideeply. It was the best time Sydal had seen Heals in person. Even without considering his pansition, a man like him would make any wentzat swoon. But far had chosen Kachel, of all people—a wuanian who was nothing.
She cellic accept it. Watching Sybil s practisin picture, you’ll try
Callie suudled inwardly. Rachel, you really think you stand a chance with Herb With Sybil in the
“People like her deserve to have their legs broken, That’s the only way they’ll learn to stay in their place,” Herbs muttered, still a little dissatisfied, as
Karel glanteel hark at him and sling hi
She knew Heih wand intimidated by the Fox family, but she also understood that causing ti need for that rigla trow Besides, die couldn’t care less alanit somprour like Sybil
trouble with them.
them could lead to headaches. There was no
They walked straight into the private room where Alumaal was. The room was a bar of Hashing lights, clinking glasses, and loud chatter. It was
packed with men, and wonnen, all c anglat saps in the noise and excitrinent:
When Alunad saw Hathel enter, following Herk, he raised an eyebrow, clearly uninterested. “Well, well, if it isn’t Ms. Sarran. What’s the occasion/ What brings you here in person!“
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He was lounging lazily with a woman on each side, not even bothering to lift his legs when she walked in.
Herb’s face immediately darkened.
But Rachel calmly raised a hand to stop Herb and flashed him an easy smile. “Herb, wait outside.”
Herb gritted his teeth but trusted Rachel. He stepped out of the room. He thought. It is just Ahmad–nothing to worry about Herb knew that well enough.
“Ms. Sarrant, I know why you’re here, but to be honest, I don’t want to work for a woman. I was actually planning to hand in my resignation, but… Ahmad gave her an appreciative once–over.
Her perfect
figure was enough to make any man’s mouth water, and her stunning face was irresistible.
He grinned lewdly. “But if you’d have a drink with me today, it’d be a different story. If a woman like you works for me… I’d be happy to do anything you want.” His smile was slimny.
Instead of getting angry. Rachel simply raised an eyebrow, grabbed a glass of wine from the side, and walked right up to him.
Ahmad’s face lit up with delight. He quickly brushed the other women aside and eagerly watched as Rachel sat next to him. He leaned in closer. ready to make his move.
“I knew you were different from your grandfather, Ms. Sarratt…” he said, his voice full of admiration
“Of course. Grandpa is Grandpa, and I’m me, Mr. Carter, Rachel replied with a smile that was sweet but clearly insincere.
Ahmad was totally smitten, leaning in to touch her.
At that moment, Sybil, who had been walking by, suddenly noticed the scene inside.
“Isn’t that Rachel?” she said, surprised. She stared at Rachel, who was sitting there with a smile on her face, practically fawning over Ahumad as she toasted him.
Callic, equally shocked, quickly sneered. “Unbelievable. Isn’t she already cozying up to Herb? Now she’s going after other men? She’s even going after someone this old?”
Tll take a picture and show it to my brother!” Sybil quickly pulled out her phone and snapped a photo. She then eagerly grabbed Callie’s arm and rushed out.
Meanwhile, back inside, Rachel saw Ahmad’s eager expression as he moved in closer. Without a second thought, she grabbed her glass of wine….
With a swift motion, she smashed the glass down hard. Before Ahmad could even react, the glass hit him square on the head, sending him crashing to the floor, dazed and confused
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“Ah… Rachel, you slut, you fucking Ahmad, blood streaming down his face, lay there on the floor, staring at Rachel with wide, disbelieving eyes.
She stood there, completely calm, as though nothing had happened. She walked toward him slowly, her voice icy as she spoke. “I’m not as kind as my grandfather, Mr. Carter
“If you want to leave Sarrattop Group, feel free, but everything else stays behind. I’m not patient enough for this. I’m giving you one day. If I catch you making any moves tomorrow, I will make you regret
Rachel bent down, her slender fingers gripping Ahmad’s collar as she casually took out her phone and tapped it lightly against his cheek. Straightening up, she walked away, leaving everyone staring at her like she was some kind of monster.
“Quick, quick! Stop her?” Ahmad shouted, his face burning, pointing at her retreating figure
The bodyguards, towering and menacing, rushed toward her.
But Rachel turned around, casting a cold, dismissive glance at Ahmad. A small smile curled at the corner of her lips.
With a swift motion, she raised her hand, and before anyone could react, the biggest bodyguard already on the ground.
the one nearly a head taller than her — was
The remaining two rushed forward, but Rachel was ruthless. Within moments, all three of them were writhing on the floor, groaning in pain. “It’s been three years since I last fought. Guess I’m a little rusty, the muttered, wiping her hands slowly with a tissue before walking toward the exit. Ahmad, still on the floor, stared in shock. He thought, Is this really a woman? How did no one tell me that Ms. Sarratt is so terrifying” Elsewhere, in a more polished office, Mortimer entered George’s office, clearly excited. “George, I’ve looked into it. There seems to be some internal unrest at Sarrattop Group with the new CEO People aren’t happy with the appointment,”
“Unrest” George raised an eyebrow, “Why would there be any discontent!”
Logically, if the new CEO was from the family, no one should have a problem with it.
Tim not sure, maybe they think he’s not up to the task? Mortimer suggested
“Keep digging,” George replied, his tone flat, already thinking ahead.
Just then, his phone buzzed. It was a message from Sybil He almost ignored it, but when his eyes landed on the photo, his expression froze. He thought, ‘Rachel
Sybil [George, we saw Rachel at Sky Club. She’s still your wife, but here she is, selling herself to some old man. How disgusting 1
George quickly opened the photo. There, Rachel was smiling brightly, raising a glass of wine to a man in his forties, her expression a mixture of innocence and seduction.
It was a side of her George had never seen before, and it hit him like a punch to the gut.
His anger flared up instantly. He slammed his fist on the desk, standing up, his voice low and furious. “That damned woman”
He thought, She’s grown so cold toward me, yet here she is, fawning over some other man. It is beyond outrageous!
Without thinking, he grablard the phone from Mortimer and dialed Rachel’s mumber,
“Hello” he said.
“Where are your His voler was thick with restrained anger.
Rachel paused for a moment, thecking her phone. It was definitely George calling. She felt a bit puzzles. She didn’t think she had done anything to upset him, so she thought, Why does he sound so angry!
collars came duringh already?” Rachel’s voice was calm, almost disinterested.
George’s voice was tigla with irritation. Ta money all you ever think about now?”
with provocation. Her
“How funny. Should I be discussing emotions with my ex husband instead? Rachel’s tone was slipping with sarcasm, laced with words were slurp and mocking, a tone dut grated on George’s herven
“Fine. If you pull one off your blacklist, I’ll give you the money. Enough to keep you away from those greasy old men.
Rachel blinked in surprise, her confusion clear. But then Herl’s glance reminded her. She thought, Oh, George must be talking about Ahmad. How does he know I have met with bint
