Rachel shut her eyes in despair. She knew Tyler wouldn’t let her off that easily. After all, she had deceived him. She decided it was best to talk things through calmly.
She turned to face him with slightly pleading eyes. At six foot three, he towered over her.
She tried to sound as reasonable as possible. “Mr. Hunt, how about this? I’ll pay you the penalty for breaching the contract. We’ll call it even, like we never signed anything. Deal?”
Tyler raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Oh? Are you rich now
“This isn’t about money. I admit that I was the one in the wrong.” Rachel figured with someone like Tyler, reasoning was the only way. If she pushed too hard, she’d be the one to suffer.
Tyler finally let her go. He glanced down at his watch in that slow, unhurried way of his.
“I’m not a fan of standing around. I prefer to talk somewhere else.”
“What does that mean?”
He gave a subtle tilt of his chin toward his car. “Get in.”
Rachel hesitated and thought of Jim. “But Mr. Hunt, I really have something important to-”
Tyler didn’t even let her finish. He turned and walked toward his car without looking back.
Rachel finally understood. This man wasn’t going to give her even a second to weasel out of this.
Tyler was already at the passenger side, holding the door open. He didn’t say a word, but the pressure was suffocating.
He made it obvious that she had to get in no matter what.
Rachel hesitated and glanced at the time on her phone. Eventually, she gave in and climbed in.
The second her seatbelt clicked, the car launched forward like a bullet.
Rachel was thrown forward, then slammed back into her seat from the force. Panic hit her instantly. She turned to glare at him.
“Mr. Hunt! What the hell are you doing?”
Tyler didn’t respond.
His foot pressed harder on the accelerator. With his jaw clenched, he looked like the devil himself had taken the wheel.
Rachel’s heart pounded. She gripped the door handle with all her strength. Her gaze was locked on the road ahead. She was terrified he wouldn’t react in time, and they’d crash straight into another car.
It reminded her of something that happened five years ago. Tyler had raced against Howard in a near–identical death–defying scene.
That had been the first time she had felt like she was face to face with death.
The second time was when she had been in the coma. She had felt the ice–cold medication aping through her veins. If she hadn’t woken up in time, she might never have woken up at all.
Chapter 337
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Thinking back on everything she’d been through, a strange calm settled over Rachel.
She said nothing and let Tyler drive like a madman. Was she afraid? Of course. She was human. Who wasn’t afraid of dying?
But she knew, without a doubt, there was no stopping Tyler when he was like this. So she swallowed her panic and waited for him to stop.
When he finally did, Rachel unbuckled her seatbelt the moment the car came to a halt and scrambled out.
She staggered over to a tree and leaned against it, dry heaving violently. Her face had gone white as a sheet, and her body trembled.
Tyler shut the car door and strolled over. He snickered. “You held it together. Weren’t you
scared?”
Rachel slowly stood up straight. She still looked shaken. “Of course I was scared. But even if I told you to stop, would you have done so?”
Tyler answered without hesitation. “No.”