Cecilia didnโt know if she had made a mistake, but she could sense Tylerโs face turning solemn.
โSheโs allergic to seafood,โ he said in a low voice.
Cecilia stood stunned for a moment before realization dawned on her.
โLook at me! How could I forget something so important? Youโre allergic to this!โ
With that, she hurriedly spooned the food back.
Samantha walked over with a glass in hand, her face bearing a wide and innocent smile.
โMy, my! Mr. Hunt and Rachel share such a close working relationship. Rachelโs best friend, Cecilia, forgot that she has a seafood allergy, but Mr. Hunt remembers it so clearly.โ
Everyone else at the table hadnโt paid Tyler much attention, but the moment Samantha made the comment, their gazes immediately landed on Rachel and Tyler.
โGoodness! Are Mr. Hunt and Ms. Lloyd really that close?โ
โIsnโt that a direct slap on Mr. Lewisโ face? Thankfully, he isnโt at this table. Imagine how awkward that would have been!โ
โWhatโs there to be awkward about? Itโs not like you donโt know that Ms. Lloyd was the one who drew up the proposal for Project Oasis.โ
โFor all you know, the two of them have been fooling around for a long time. Itโs just that no one talked about it.โ
โPoor thing, Mr. Lewis.โ
Everyone started spinning tall tales; Rachel was on tenterhooks, feeling like a cat on hot bricks.
She stood up and said, โIโm done. Enjoy your meal.โ
The moment she stood up, Samantha grabbed her wrist. She wore her usual pitiful and innocent look on her face, and spoke in a clear, crisp voice.
โRachel, whatโs the matter? Thereโs still so much food left. Why arenโt you finishing it? Iโm sorry, I shouldnโt have talked about you and Mr. Hunt. Iโm so sorry! Do sit down and let me apologize to you.โ
Samantha tilted her glass toward Rachel and arched a brow at her.
โLet me raise a toast to you, Rachel. Please donโt stoop to my level and forgive me. I didnโt mean to talk about you and Mr. Hunt like that. It was just a joke!โ
Samanthaโs words only served to fuel everyoneโs suspicions about Rachel and Tyler.
Rachel turned, her wrist still in Samanthaโs hand. The aloofness in her eyes hardened into an icy coldness, like the surface of a lake freezing over during winter.
โMs. Judd, if you really want to raise a toast to me, shouldnโt you do so with wine? Why are you using just a random beverage? Are you looking down on me?โ
Samantha had the nerve to look embarrassed by Rachelโs blatant words. She tightened her grip on the stem of the glass. โRachel, Iโve been feeling under the weather recently, and my doctor advised against drinking alcohol. Please understand.โ
In a joking voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough that everyone at the table could hear, Rachel said, โI heard that youโre pregnant, Ms. Judd. Thatโs why you canโt drink alcohol."
Samanthaโs doe-like eyes immediately dimmed.
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Putting on a confused look, she said, โRachel, what are you talking about? I donโt quite understand. I donโt even have a boyfriend. How could I possibly be pregnant?โ
โIs that so? I happen to have the contact information of your attending doctor. Coincidentally, she was the one who told me that you were pregnant, and that your boyfriend accompanied you to the doctorโs visit.
โShe even told me that your boyfriend was calledโฆโ