Leonard Winston's jealousy hadn't faded a bit. The atmosphere in the car was so oppressive that it was suffocating. The low - pressure aura he exuded made Rachel Saintclair not even dare to breathe loudly, and even Harrison Price, who was driving in the front, sensed something was wrong.
Harrison Price secretly glanced at the expressions of the two through the rear - view mirror. Rachel Saintclair had a calm face, while Mr. Winston seemed to be sulking.
Leonard Winston stole a glance at Rachel Saintclair. Seeing her nonchalant look, an unnamed anger welled up in his heart, making his teeth itch with hatred.
Didn't this woman have anything to say to him?
"... You seem to have a rather good relationship with my brother?" Eventually, it was Leonard Winston who couldn't hold back and broke the silence first.
"I wouldn't say there's much of a relationship, but we do talk quite well." Rachel Saintclair didn't detect the hidden meaning in Leonard Winston's words and simply replied straightforwardly. At the moment, her mind was full of the images of Ethan Winston trying on those clothes, and she was pondering how to match them with the newly - launched women's styles.
Thinking it over, she increasingly felt that fate was really a strange thing. The person she stopped casually turned out to be closely related to Leonard Winston. Could it be that she owed him in her previous life, and thus couldn't get rid of him in this life?
Apparently, Rachel Saintclair's casual attitude greatly annoyed Leonard Winston. He glared at her fiercely and said, "You've only met twice, and you're already chatting so merrily? Rachel Saintclair, you're really fickle."
Rachel Saintclair looked helplessly. She really couldn't figure out how she had become fickle. Even Harrison Price in the front thought it was rather baffling. Mr. Winston's behavior today was extremely abnormal!
Harrison Price stepped on the gas pedal quietly, thinking that there were so many troubles today, and it was better to focus on driving. He hoped they wouldn't notice him...
Rachel Saintclair's eyes rolled, and she suddenly laughed. She leaned close to Leonard Winston all of a sudden, her eyes twinkling with a crafty light. She asked playfully, "Leonard Winston, are you jealous?"
Leonard Winston's expression visibly froze, and then he shouted angrily, "What on earth are you up to!"
"Oh, you are jealous indeed." Rachel Saintclair deliberately drawled her words and teased, "You're even jealous of your own brother. I wonder if the little monkey would be sad if he knew?"
Leonard Winston was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He pressed her down under him. Staring into the little woman's crafty eyes, he said through gritted teeth, "You call him 'little monkey' so affectionately!"
His action seemed more like being caught in a guilty secret and getting angry out of embarrassment.
Rachel Saintclair laughed even more heartily. She traced circles on Leonard Winston's chest with her little finger and then snuggled closer into his arms. Then, she gently kissed his chin and said in a coquettish voice, "Leo, you look so cute when you're jealous."
Leonard Winston almost choked with anger. He was the heir of the prestigious Winston Group, the charming Leonard Winston. How could he be jealous? It was simply ridiculous!
"Woman, it seems you can't wait to pay back what you owed me before we left home, huh?"
Harrison Price, who was driving, tried his best to make himself less noticeable and stepped on the gas pedal again. The atmosphere in the car became more and more ambiguous, and the temperature gradually rose. As a bachelor, he couldn't bear to look at it and just wanted to send these two "ancestors" home as soon as possible.
Instead of being afraid, Rachel Saintclair became even more proactive. She put her arms around Leonard Winston's neck and rubbed her cheek against his. She whispered in Leonard Winston's ear, "I really can't wait, Leo..."
Leonard Winston knew clearly that this woman was deliberately provoking him, but his body reacted involuntarily.
What made him even angrier was that when his body reacted and pressed against Rachel Saintclair, the little goblin beneath him laughed even more unrestrainedly. Her undisguised smile made Leonard Winston wish he could just have his way with her right then and there in the car!
However, Leonard Winston held back because he decided that he definitely wouldn't let Rachel Saintclair off so easily!
As soon as the car arrived at the villa, Leonard Winston immediately carried Rachel Saintclair and disappeared. In the end, Rachel Saintclair paid a heavy price for her actions. That night, she was tossed around thoroughly by Leonard Winston.
It was not until Rachel Saintclair pleaded bitterly that the jealousy - driven anger in Leonard Winston subsided reluctantly.
Rachel Saintclair just couldn't figure it out. Leonard Winston clearly had the beautiful Elizabeth Collins, the woman he loved. Why was he still jealous of his own brother? And even if he was jealous, why did he have to torment her like this?
Moreover, every time he was like a hungry wolf, insatiable...
Leonard Winston noticed that the little woman beneath him was distracted! The desire that had just subsided suddenly flared up again. He raised his cold eyebrows and said, "You actually have the mind to be distracted? It seems we need to do this again!"
The next day, Rachel Saintclair was lying limply on the office desk, scratching the drawings resentfully to vent her anger, cursing Leonard Winston in her heart.
That bastard Leonard Winston! He took his embarrassment out on her to cover it up. He was simply a beast!
She was still so weak this morning that she almost didn't get up in time and was late for work. That beast even wickedly asked if not getting up meant inviting him for a morning exercise!
What a jerk!
"Rachel, the paper is torn..." Wendy Howard looked at Rachel Saintclair worriedly. She had been in the room for a while, but Rachel Saintclair didn't seem to notice her presence.
"Ah..." Rachel Saintclair stared blankly at the torn drawing. This was the design she had just finished, and now it was ruined...
All because of that beast Leonard Winston!
"What's the matter?" Rachel Saintclair crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can. She rubbed her face irritably, trying to drive Leonard Winston out of her mind.
"Um..." Wendy Howard was a bit puzzled. Although she didn't understand why Rachel Saintclair was acting so abnormally, a woman's intuition told her that it must be related to a man.
Men... Cough, Wendy Howard quickly pulled her thoughts back. Business first!
"Sunray Jewelry has reached a cooperation with our company. The director said that someone needs to be sent to discuss the design with their designer."
Rachel Saintclair absent - mindedly replied with an "mm - hmm" and nodded, "Then go ahead."
Wendy Howard was more certain that her Rachel was troubled by a man.
Alas, come to think of it, it was quite obvious. Since Rachel came to the company this morning, everyone had been talking about it. She looked exhausted and listless, and even her walking posture was strange. Coupled with her hasty departure from the meeting last time, no one would believe that it had nothing to do with a man. Even Dylan, the leader of the anti - couple group, had to admit that there was definitely something wrong.
She never thought that Rachel would also be caught in the emotional whirlpool of a man. It was quite a sigh.
"Cough, the director said that only the best fashion designer in our company is worthy of their best jewelry designer."
"Yeah, got it." Rachel Saintclair was still absent - minded.
"... Rachel, that designer... is you." Finally, Wendy Howard couldn't stand it anymore and kindly reminded her.
"Ah... what?" Rachel Saintclair came back to her senses and asked in surprise, "Me?"
"Yes." Wendy Howard nodded and handed the file in her hand to Rachel Saintclair. "It's been arranged to meet the designer, Henry Edwards, at Grove Restaurant tonight."
The moment Wendy Howard uttered the name Henry Edwards, Rachel Saintclair seemed to come back to herself in an instant, but then her heart felt as if it was being torn apart, filled with unbearable pain.
"You said... Henry Edwards?"
"Yeah. I heard he's a designer who studied abroad. I've seen his works. They're really full of inspiration. I wonder what he looks like in person. He should be quite eye - catching, right?" Little girls always had fantasies about talented people.
Rachel Saintclair's eyes widened in disbelief. She tried to calm herself down and mechanically opened the file.
However, on the first page of the designer's information in the file, the name Henry Edwards came into view, stabbing Rachel Saintclair's heart deeply.
Henry Edwards.
What was meant to come finally arrived. They were bound to meet again after all.