Chapter 704
Rachel pressed a hand to her forehead in frustration, feeling like she could just drop dead then and there.
Sometimes, she truly hated Tyler's endless caution. It was exhausting just to listen to him.
“If you insist on being like this, then do as you please. But Tyler, if you go bankrupt, don’t expectto stick
around.”
At that, Tyler's interest was instantly piqued. He raised a brow and leaned closer. There was a playful smile on his
face.
“Well, well. Rachel has a hidden side after all. Back when William was dirt poor, you never left him, but now
you'll just walk away if | go bankrupt? Heartless little thing.”
Rachel didn’t bother defending herself.
“So you'd better make sure your company gets back on its feet.”
Tyler rubbed his chin thoughtfully. He knew Rachel wasn’t the type to judge people by wealth. This was just her
own roundabout way of trying to comfort him.
He noticed how much she was enjoying the pork and passed her a few more pieces.
“Eat slowly, no one’s going to steal it from you.”
Rachel was completely lost in the food. She seemed satisfied.
“This is so good. Do you want another skewer?”
“You have it. By the way, | have a friend who's really into different styles of cursive writing. He prefers the
Spencerian style, and he wants to write a letter.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Oh? And?” Rachel gave him a lazy glance before lowering her head again to chew on a piece of pork
skewer.
“I remember your mother taught you to write in that style. Could you write a letter for him? He wants to
leave something behind for his sick girlfriend.”
Rachel's chewing slowed just slightly, though only for a moment. Inside, she was shaken. How much did Tyler
know about her past? How could he even remember details this small?
What secrets of hers didn’t he know?
Rachel suddenly set the pork down and stared at him seriously.
“Tyler, whenever | talk to you, | always feel like I have no privacy at all. Like I'm standing in front of you with
nothing on. Do you understand what | mean?”
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Tyler only raised a brow slightly. “And? What exactly are you trying to say?”
“I want to have sprivate space of my own.”
Seeing he wasn’t taking it seriously, Rachel pursed her lips and emphasized again.
“Your mother toldabout your cursive writing practice back then. Haven't you noticed your handwriting looks
almost identical to mine?”
Tyler pulled a napkin from somewhere. He wrote a few words on it.
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It was her name. The writing resembled how he signed. Every person’s handwriting was different, and along with
it cdifferences about that individual's personality.
Tyler's handwriting conveyed a dangerous edge that warned others from messing with him.
Rachel had never thought much of her own handwriting before. It was what it was.
Suddenly, a memory from the past hit
her. Back when she was practicing
cursive writing, her ered been
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its peak.
But all she ever got was a short passage copied out, with stips about practicing.
Her pupils narrowed. A realization then hit her as she stared at Tyler.
“So, you were that person back then...”
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