Chapter 465

Tyler and Wilma agreed to meet at a cafe in the city.

Tyler settled down in a booth, waiting for Wilma. When she arrived, the waiter was serving some coffee.

Wilma offered Tyler a kind smile. “Tyler, what made you call me out for coffee?”

Tyler pushed a cup of coffee toward her. With a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, he said, “Don’t you know very well why I called you out?”

Wilma’s face darkened. Still, she felt reassured by the fact that Tyler treated her with respect, much more so than he did his father. No matter how important Rachel was to him, she was confident that in this case, blood was thicker than water.

Those thoughts calmed Wilma down and gave her the confidence to speak.

“Rachel must have told on me. Tyler, don’t believe her words. She’s up to no good, I’m telling you! You might not have come across a woman like her over the years, but I’ve seen my fair share of wenches like her! Do you know how much money she demanded from me? Five hundred million dollars! Does she think she’s royalty?”

Tyler sipped leisurely on his coffee and said languidly, “Five hundred million? She’s worth it.”

Wilma’s face changed in an instant, but she quickly recovered. She started persuading Tyler, using the tone of a wise elder.

“Oh, Tyler. Are you bewitched by that woman? How could you be with her? Your father will beat you to death! You know her relationship with William. Even if you don’t care about him, you have to consider the reputation of your family, don’t you? Do you have any idea how nasty the rumors may turn out if word were to spread?”

Tyler’s brows furrowed, his face growing cold. “Aunt Wilma, we may be relatives, but you have no say over my affairs!”

Wilma was surprised to see Tyler on the verge of blowing his top.

“Tyler, you… You know you’re the only son of the Hunt family,” she said, unable to stop her voice from trembling. “I can’t stand idly by and watch you get destroyed by this woman.”

Tyler seldom fought with women, especially his elders.

Yet, Wilma had no idea that she had just struck a nerve.

The menacing look in his deep, dark eyes made her forehead sweat.

Wilma was familiar with Tyler’s temperament. Provoke him, and he wouldn’t even care if you were his elder.

Would a man who didn’t even fear his father, fear her?

Thinking of Rachel having her way, Wilma started to worry about her daughter. She had pinned all her hopes on Sheryn marrying Tyler, which would guarantee their family riches and comfort for the rest of their lives.

Her husband was a loafer who idled all day doing nothing. Her entire family relied on Tyler for financial support.

No matter how supportive Tyler was as a nephew, nothing could compare to being a legitimate family in name.

Tyler sneered. He tapped a finger against the rim of his coffee cup, an unnerving chill settling on his brows.

“If I don’t get together with Rachel, are you going to pair me with Sheryn?”

Wilma bloomed into a bright smile. “You grew up with her, after all. You two know each other well. What’s more, it’s not like you two are related by blood. Your father would certainly approve of you being together with her. Isn’t that so much better?”

Wilma didn’t dare to look into Tyler’s eyes, so she didn’t catch the distaste in the depths of his eyes.

Tyler leaned back leisurely against the chair, his arrogant and despotic demeanor unbecoming before an elder.

Chapter 465

“Even if we’re not related by blood, everyone in Yurelia City knows that Sheryn and I are cousins. If I married her, do I call you my aunt or my mother?”

Tyler’s careless remarks sent Wilma’s face flushing with embarrassment.