Subconsciously Rachel moved to the side, but she didn’t notice the stone that was next to her.
As she stepped on it, she lost her balance and stumbled backwards.
Her assistant, who had just finished talking with the staff in the restaurant, came out and saw that
Rachel was about to fall.
She shouted in distress, "Miss Bennet!"
Rachel tried to stand steadily, but it was too late.She was standing by the roadside.
If she fell, she would land on the road.
Not far away, a speeding car was heading in her direction.
With the little distance between them, it wouldn’t be able to stop in time.
The assistant’s eyes widened in shock.She moved forward to grab Rachel’s arm, but she was too far
away from her.
There was no way she could have made it in time.
Rachel thought she couldn’t escape it, so she just covered her head as much as possible.
Maybe that way she would at least survive.
Just then, her arm was grabbed and she was pulled back.
The car brushed a few inches past her, causing the wind to blow across her face.
The blinding pain she had been expecting never came.
Neither did the sound of her getting hit by the car.
Rachel felt as if heart wanted to jump into her throat.She tried to calm herself down and stop her body
from trembling.
But even as she stood there, her mind was still in shock.She had almost died.
"Miss Bennet, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
The assistant trotted over.
"I’m fine." Rachel tried to control herself but the fright was just too much.
After all, she had just seen the car zoom past her, with barely any distance between them.
Her face was a little pale and even her voice came out a little hoarse.
Then she finally noticed the hand on her arm and the person standing beside her.She was stunned for
a while and turned to look at him.
The man also noticed the look in Rachel’s eyes and relaxed his grip on her arm.
"Thank you."
Knowing that this man had just saved her life, Rachel thanked him sincerely and bowed slightly to him
to show her gratitude.
"It’s not a big deal.Anyone in my position would have done the same thing."
The man wore sunglasses and half of his face was covered by them.
Rachel could only see the other half.
He smiled as he said those words "It might not be a great deal for you, but you have saved my life."
As Rachel spoke, she took out a business card from her bag and handed it to the man.
"If there is anything I can do to help you, just call me.I will try my best to do just that."
The man took the card from Rachel and looked at it.Then he read the name on the card, "Rachel
Bennet."
"That’s me." Rachel smiled.
"Miss Bennet, do you believe in fate?"
The man suddenly asked this question, which confused Rachel.
"I once heard that if two people are able to meet three times by chance, then they are destined to be
together."
The man smiled and looked at Rachel through the sunglasses.
Rachel pursed her lips.
She couldn’t see the expression on the man’s face, but for some reason, she felt that the way he
looked at her was strange.
"You shouldn’t take that seriously," said Rachel, trying to suppress the discomfort in her heart.
The man just smiled at that.
But he didn’t reply.
The assistant then whispered in Rachel’s ear, "Miss Bennet, it’s time for us to meet with Kyle."
Rachel nodded and was about to say goodbye to the man, but before she could, the man spoke first.
"It seems that you have something important to deal with, so I won’t waste anymore of your time."
"If we get a chance in the future, I’ll treat you to dinner."
Rachel’s tone was polite as always, but the lack of the sincerity that was once there was obvious.
"I’m looking forward to our next meeting then."
The man smiled and waved the business card in his hand.
Rachel thanked him again and then went into the Western restaurant with her assistant.
"Meow!"
"The man, holding the business card with his index finger and middle finger, slowly took off his
sunglasses and turned around.
His subordinate in a black suit walked towards him with a wild cat in hand.He had pinched the back of
the neck of the wild cat and used it to hold it up in the air.
The cat probably felt uncomfortable being in such a position.
It meowed and struggled several times.
"Sir."
‘The face of the man in black was expressionless as he called out respectfully.
His attention never seemed to leave the cat which was still trying to escape.
The man put the business card into the left breast pocket of his suit before stretching out his slender
index finger towards the wild cat.
"Sir, this cat is still wild.Be careful not to be scratched," the man in black reminded him.
The man smiled, and the mole under the corner of his eye was more conspicuous and it somehow
made his whole face enchanting.
Even though the warning, he didn’t stop.
As expected, as soon as he reached out his hand, the cat’s hair bristled up.
It stared at the man with a pair of sharp green eyes and hissed before throwing its sharp claw at the
man However, since its neck was pinched, it had no chance to do as it intended.
It never even got to touch the man’s hand.
The man narrowed his eyes and looked at the cat’s sharp claw.
If he had been scratched, then there would have been bloodstains.
"Its claws are quite sharp."
The man withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket.
"I like it."
"Sir…"
"Kill it.Cut off its claw and make it into a specimen."
The man smiled while staring at the cat.
Although it was winter, the sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly.
Generally speaking, when people felt the sunlight, they became warm.
But when the man in black heard his master’s orders, all of the warmth he felt froze over.His master
was used to saying the cruelest things in such a casual tone.
"Okay."
The man in black only hesitated for a second, and the shock in his eyes only flashed for a moment,
before he remembered that he was used to it.
Then he nodded and agreed.
The man put on his sunglasses again and looked up at the dazzling light.
A moment later, he walked towards the entrance of the restaurant, Rachel and her assistant had been
waiting in the room for fifteen minutes.
"This is the third time you have looked at your phone.What’s so interesting?"
Rachel took a sip of the coffee that had just been served.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her assistant take out her phone once more and stare at the time.
Rachel was usually serious.
Her assistant had worked with her for at least two months and she knew that Rachel was not the kind
of indifferent people who were genuinely unapproachable.
Rachel was easy to get along with; it was just that she was cold in nature.
Hearing this, the assistant frowned and said discontentedly, "Miss Bennet, fifteen minutes has passed
since the time Kyle scheduled to meet with you."
"It’s just fifteen minutes."
Compared with her assistant’s anxiety, Rachel was calm and composed.
"Didn’t you say that people in foreign countries are very punctual? Does Kyle mean to display his
strength to us through this? Does he come late on purpose?"
The assistant couldn’t help but think too much.
After all, this cooperation with Tucker would be a great boost to the Bennet Group’s development.
They couldn’t miss it.
On the surface, Kyle intended to cooperate with their company, but they all knew that truly it was the
Bennet Group actually needed their help.
"Maybe," Rachel said lightly before slowly sipping her coffee.
"Miss Bennet, aren’t you anxious about this?"
The assistant was surprised to see that Rachel was just calm and unbothered while she was panicking.
Someone knocked on the door and opened.it.
"Sorry, I’m a bit late," a familiar voice said as the person came in.
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