Tyler chuckled softly before he lifted a hand to rub his forehead. His gaze swept across everyone present.

“The Lloyd family really is full of talent,” he said dryly. “Gerald, if I were you, I’d start treating Rachel like a gem. At least she wouldn’t embarrass you in public.

“But with a mind like your second daughter’s, bringing her out might just drag the Lloyd name through the mud.”

Rachel couldn’t help but glance at Tyler in surprise. She had to admit that this man really had no filter. He dared to say out loud what she never would’ve dared to whisper in front of Gerald.

Judging by the way Gerald’s face had darkened, she wasn’t the only one caught off guard.

Yvette pursed her lips tightly, and her cheeks turned red from embarrassment.

Rachel could practically feel how badly Yvette must have wanted the floor to swallow her whole. Being insulted like that in front of everyone was certainly humiliating.

But Gerald wasn’t the kind of man to just swallow an insult. He clasped his hands behind his back, and his tone turned cold.

“Mr. Hunt, this is a private family matter. I don’t see how it concerns an outsider like you.”

Most people would’ve backed down at that point, but Tyler had never been the kind to know when to shut up. His calm voice rang out clearly in the room. “Outsider? You must be joking, Gerald. I almost became your grandson-in-law.”

As he said it, his gaze didn’t land on Yvette, but rather on Rachel.

Rachel met his gaze, and suddenly, she thought of that night when Tyler was in the bathtub, and she used her hand—

Flustered, she quickly looked away.

Yvette completely misunderstood what was being said. She thought Tyler still had some interest in her. Emboldened, she stepped forward. She fixed a seductive gaze on him. Her slender fingers brushed flirtatiously against the fabric of his suit. “Mr. Hunt,” she purred. “I know I was wrong this time, but could you give me another chance? I really think we’d be a good match.”

Tyler raised an eyebrow slightly, his proud and commanding eyes flicking over her. Yvette’s heart leapt. She thought she saw hope.

Tyler slowly reached out and placed his hand over hers. A smile crept onto her lips, only for Tyler to casually brush her hand away. His eyes were now full of disdain.

“Sorry,” he said flatly. “I’m a bit of a clean freak. Don’t touch me.”

Yvette’s smile faded away. The maids nearby struggled to hold back their laughter.

Rachel almost cringed from secondhand embarrassment. Was it not obvious that Tyler had zero interest in Yvette? Yet, she insisted on throwing herself at him like that.

Yvette’s eyes welled with tears, and she bit her lip so hard it bled.

Gerald’s expression darkened in frustration. His granddaughter had just been publicly humiliated, and he’d had enough.

“What exactly do you want, Mr. Hunt?” he asked coldly.

Tyler ran a hand through his hair and looked completely unbothered. “Now that’s more like it, Gerald. Could’ve saved us all some time if you’d just asked that earlier.”

He casually pointed at Yvette as he spoke again. His voice sounded calm yet stern.

“I don’t hit women. So how about letting Rachel do it for me?”

Chapter 120

Yvette stared at Tyler in disbelief. “What gives you the right? Mr. Hunt, you’re obviously protecting Rachel. The two of you must be sleeping together!” She pointed at Rachel fiercely. “Rachel, aren’t you afraid of what the Lewis family will do to you when they find out?

“Your divorce isn’t even finalized, and you’re already hooking up with another man. Where did you get the nerve? I don’t know what Mom was thinking, believing you were really her daughter. You’re a disgrace to this family!”