Chapter 439

Rachel squinted slightly. Her mind felt hazy and heavy, but she was still very clear about what she needed to do. Since she had already made up her mind, she didn’t bother to hesitate any longer.

“Well then, Mr. Denzel, since you’re after my body and have something I need from you, why don’t we just strike a deal?”

She consoled herself. It wasn’t like she was some innocent young girl anymore. She was divorced, after all. At least Jason didn’t mind. That, she supposed, was a blessing in itself. It was far better than the alternative. If he had insisted she had to be a virgin, she wouldn’t even have had a chance to offer herself up.

The man helped her sit down in a chair before settling into the seat across from her, arms crossed. His deep-set eyes studied her with a subtle, unreadable amusement.

“So what I’m hearing is, you’re mentally prepared for this?”

Rachel nodded solemnly. “Yes.”

“Alright, then. Show me.”

He leaned back in his chair while Rachel swayed unsteadily to her feet. She was clearly a bit tipsy.

Rachel could sense she had drunk a little too much. Everything in front of her seemed to spin and shift out of place.

She couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Sorry, I hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t.”

Rachel leaned forward slightly, but for a moment didn’t know how to begin. Worst of all, she couldn’t even see his eyes or nose clearly.

Everything in her vision was upside down.

He watched her stiff posture and suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his lap without warning. Rachel fell into him clumsily, her nose brushing against his as she looked up in surprise.

“Did you take a shower?”

His voice was deep and husky.

Rachel froze for a second. She then nodded mechanically.

“I showered before I went out today.”

The man snorted.

“Looks like you were prepared for this, after all.”

One of his hands was still wrapped around her wrist, while the other pressed lightly on her waist, drawing her into his embrace.

Chapter 439

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She wore very light makeup, and even at this close distance, there was hardly any sign of it. Her skin was fair and flawless. The room was thick with the scent of alcohol. Rachel felt uncomfortable under his gaze and turned her head away.

She must’ve been drunk, hallucinating even. How could this man’s face suddenly look like Tyler’s?

Noticing her trying to avoid him, the man gently hooked his finger under her chin and made her face him again.

“Why are you avoiding me? Isn’t this what you wanted?”

Rachel felt like a helpless prey in his arms. Her eyes shimmered with moisture as she looked at Jason. “Mr. Denzel, does this mean you agree? Are you confident you can get my dad out of trouble?”

He slowly caressed her chin. “You wouldn’t have come to me if you hadn’t done your homework first, right?”

Rachel felt a sense of relief at that. If this night could buy her father peace for the rest of his life, then it was worth it. Besides, Jason wasn’t bad–looking. In fact, he was actually quite handsome. That meant what she bought earlier might actually come in handy.

She couldn’t help glancing over at her bag.

He caught her looking and reached over to pick it up.

“What’s in here that has your attention, hmm?”

Rachel watched wide-eyed as he pulled out a condom, raised his brows with a meaningful expression, and examined it front and back.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but this time, she managed to respond in a surprisingly calm tone.

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