Chapter 392

When Yale mentioned Tyler’s mother, there was a fleeting gleam in his eyes. It was the kind of admiration that Rachel couldn’t help but notice. It only made her more curious. What kind of beauty was this woman, to inspire such natural reverence at the mere mention of her name? Judging by Tyler’s looks alone, his mother must’ve been just as stunning and elegant.

The car finally pulled up in front of Moon & Barrel. Rachel initially thought Tyler was here for a meal. Since they had hitched a ride with him, it seemed impolite to ask to be dropped off elsewhere. After all, they couldn’t just treat him like a chauffeur.

Once the car stopped, Rachel politely turned to Yale. “Thank you, Yale. If there’s nothing else, we’ll just head out.”

Yale blinked in confusion. “Ms. Lloyd, Mr. Hunt said you two are joining him for dinner.”

Cecilia gasped and instinctively turned to look at the lavish, upscale Moon & Barrel. She had passed by it countless times, but never stepped foot inside. It was a place reserved for the truly wealthy. She grabbed Rachel’s arm, eyes sparkling with excitement. “Rachel, Mr. Hunt is so generous!”

Rachel found her reaction amusing. “You might as well become a mukbang streamer at this point, with the way you love food.”

Cecilia chuckled sheepishly.

Rachel figured that since Tyler had helped her out today, she would pay for this meal as her way of saying thanks. Even so, she couldn’t help but recall that a single meal here was rumored to cost more than an average person’s eight-month salary.

Yale circled to the backseat to wake Tyler. Moments later, Tyler stepped out, stretching lazily and sliding his hands back into his pockets.

“Let’s go in.”

As his tall figure brushed past Rachel, he leaned in slightly and muttered in her ear, “Your singing was so awful, I fell asleep halfway through.”

Rachel froze in place. She then watched him leave and pouted. She knew her singing was always off-pitch, but out of all the singers he could’ve chosen, he had to pick her. Now, he even had the nerve to complain.

Yale, watching the two of them, stifled a laugh.

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Of course, Tyler wasn’t really complaining. What he really meant was that he had fallen asleep too quickly to hear the full song. It was strange. Yale had been by Tyler’s side for years and had taken him to all sorts of top-tier specialists. Still, they had never found a solution to his sleeping disorder. He knew Tyler pretended to have moved past the trauma of his childhood, but some things were etched into the soul. They didn’t vanish overnight. He could only hope that Rachel would stay in Yurelia City for good. Maybe she would be the one to finally help heal Tyler.

Inside the restaurant, Rachel realized Tyler had made a reservation well in advance. He had clearly expected her to win the Lloyd Enterprise shares today. Then again, someone like Tyler, always several steps ahead, had probably anticipated every possible detail.

Once they were seated, the waiter began bringing out dishes almost immediately. As the food arrived, Cecilia nudged Rachel with her elbow.

“Rachel, why do I feel like half the dishes on this table are your favorites? Are things between you and Mr. Hunt progressing that fast? Does he already know what you like?”

Rachel’s cheeks flushed under Cecilia’s teasing. “Would you shut up and eat already? Look at Tyler. Does he seem like the type who’d spend his precious brain power figuring out my preferences?”

Cecilia rolled her eyes. “Don’t sell yourself short, you’re not exactly lacking.”

Rachel just figured that Cecilia had been reading too many romance webnovels lately.

The meal was going smoothly–until an uninvited guest arrived.