Chapter 729

Rachel knew it was nothing good. Given what she knew of Tyler, he would never entertain gossip, even if someone took the initiative to share it with him. How could a man like him want to share a piece of gossip he overheard with her? Rachel’s instincts told her that it was a trap.

She pretended to yawn. “Let’s talk about it tomorrow. It’s very late.”

Tyler arched a brow, a smile stretching across his face. There was a glint in those deep, dark eyes of his.

“Fine, we’ll talk about it tomorrow. Rest early tonight. Your room or mine?”

Rachel was stunned to hear his question. “What do you mean by that?”

“Putting me to sleep,” Tyler reminded her.

Rachel glanced at the time on her phone. “Look at the date. What date is it today?”

“Oh, the contract is up. We’ll extend it by one day, and I’ll transfer you the money tomorrow.”

With that, Tyler started unbuttoning his shirt, not caring about Rachel’s answer.

“I’m not extending the contract. Go back to your room,” Rachel said.

Why did this man not have any sense of urgency? It felt as though he wasn’t the one getting bankrupt—like he was still a millionaire with truckloads of money to spare.

Tyler’s hands didn’t stop; he continued unbuttoning his shirt. “We’ve been working together for so long, I’m sure it’s not much to ask to extend our term by one day.”

“You…” Rachel suddenly had no words to refute him.

Before she could react, Tyler lay on her bed.

Rachel clenched her fists as anger surged through her veins. She wasn’t his servant; why did she have to be at his beck and call while he had such a splendid date with Anne, who even invited him to a private villa?! Since Tyler was fully intending to sell himself to Anne, why bother bringing her and Yale along in the first place? They wanted to secure this project through the merits of the proposal itself. They weren’t here to be matchmakers for the two!

Rachel looked at Tyler lying on her bed and plopped down on a chair.

She said coldly, “Go back to your room. If Anne calls, it’ll be difficult to explain things to her. What’s more, our contract has expired. I have nothing to do with you anymore. We’re not a couple anymore, either.”

Tyler’s tall figure, stretched across the bed, suddenly turned to its side. He rested his head on his palm and looked meaningfully at Rachel.

“You’re getting increasingly careless about the contractual terms."

Rachel turned to look at him. “What do you mean by that?”

A bad feeling rose in her chest.

“Want to read through the contract one more time? Didn’t I send you the electronic copy before?”

Rachel furrowed her brows. “What do you mean? Just tell me straight.”

Tyler wouldn’t be ridiculous enough to add a clause when it didn’t exist.

“Sure, let me tell you all about it. There’s an additional clause that states that if you fail to coax me to sleep for any reason, you’ll make up for it at another time,” Tyler said leisurely.