Hearing this, the assistant immediately turned around and looked at the door.
When she saw the person standing outside, she was quite taken aback "You are."
The assistant couldn’t even speak properly as she stared at the man in front of her in disbelief. The
man wore thick sunglasses, so they couldn’t see his face properly.
But through the glasses, he glanced at the assistant and smiled at her reaction.
Then, he turned to Rachel and said, "Miss Bennet, we meet for the third time"
This man was the one they met outside the restaurant just now. He was the one who had saved
Rachel’s life.
Obviously, Rachel didn’t expect to meet this man so soon But compared with her assistant’s
astonishment, she was able to remain calm.
With a deep breath, she stood up and politely reached out her hand, "Mr.Bentley"
The man instantly raised an eyebrow and asked, "Miss Bennet, why are you so sure that I am Kyle?
What if I’m just his assistant, just like the beautiful woman beside you”
The man let out a faint smile, looking down at Rachel’s fair and beautiful hand In fact, Rachel was not
really into manicure that much.
When she was still in the Red Hackers headquarters, she often needed to use a keyboard, so it was
inconvenient for her to keep her fingernails long.
Hence, she would trim them neatly.
The edges of her fingernails were round, with a light pink color.Her fingernails looked elegant and very
pleasant to see
"Mr.Bentley, you must be joking."
Seeing that Kyle didn’t shake her hand after some time, Rachel withdrew her hand quietly.
Then, her attention was caught by the letters on his sleeve.
"The two-color thread really deserves its reputation.It looks very distinct."
These letters were made of the two-color thread that was specially developed by the Tucker.
The dark blue thread was surrounded by the golden thread.
After undergoing a special process of polishing, the two colors mixed together, reflecting a faint light.
It was indeed amusing and unique.
However, this kind of two-color thread required artificial processing, which consisted of dozens of steps
to complete it.
The entire process was extremely complicated, so the Tucker only used this kind of thread to make
their finest and exquisite works.
The two-color thread on the cuff of the man wasn’t actually that noticeable.
But for people who knew about it and the Tucker, they could detect it at a glance.
The rare two-color thread was used to sew the letters "Tucker x K", which also made it more obvious.
Without a doubt, this kind of fine work was customized.
Moreover, although there might be several people who could have the two-color thread sewn on their
sleeve, none of them could be a mere assistant.
"Well, I must say that you really are smart, Miss Bennet,"
Kyle remarked with smile.
"I didn’t expect you to see through my real identity because of such a small detail."
"I just know that only a few select people can use the two-color thread."
Of course, Rachel didn’t think that this man in front of her was praising her sincerely, Since he was just
acting according to the circumstances, Rachel could just answer indifferently.
For some reason, even though this man had just saved her, Rachel still felt that something about him
made her uncomfortable.
This discomfort seemed to spread from the bottom of her heart, making her dislike him subconsciously.
It seemed so strange to her because this was the first time that she had such a feeling towards a
stranger.
Ironically, even though she was uncomfortable with him, Rachel also somehow felt a sense of
familiarity, which she did not know where was coming from.
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Then, a waiter came in and asked respectfully, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"
"Cafe Americano.Thank you."
The waiter quickly wrote the order down and left the box silently.
Meanwhile, Rachel glanced at the coffee in her hand and took a sip.
Out of nowhere, something occurred to her, and so she asked, "Mr.Bentley, you just said that we have
met three times, didn’t you? But if my memory serves me right, it should actually be just our second
time meeting each other."
"No.This is definitely the third time."
Kyle put his slender fingers on the table and tapped it lightly.
While Rachel tried to assess Kyle, something suddenly flashed on her mind.
"You are…"
"Miss Bennet, do you remember now?" Kyle asked with a smirk.
"At the hospital… Was that you as well?"
She remembered that when Joey was discharged from the hospital, she accidentally bumped into a
man in the bathroom.
That man also wore sunglasses back then.
But of course, Rachel was not entirely sure because the sunglasses were her only basis.
"You do have a good memory, Miss Bénnet."
As soon as Kyle finished commenting, the waiter knocked on the door again, brought Kyle’s order in,
and carefully handed it over to him.
Confirming that her hunch was right, Rachel was really surprised this time.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t recognize you right away."
Kyle wore huge sunglasses that covered at least half of his face.
Of course, it would be hard to recognize him that easily.
However, before they continued their conversation, Rachel added, "Mr.Bentley, are you going to talk
about the cooperation while wearing those sunglasses?"
They had met thrice, and all those times, Kyle wore his sunglasses.
Rachel didn’t know if this was just a fashion statement.
Since they were talking about something important, she thought that it might be better if she could see
him properly.
"I had an operation on my eyes a few days ago, so it’s actually inconvenient for me not to wear a
pair.They still hurt when there’s too much light.Please forgive me, Miss Bennet," Kyle explained.
Rachel tapped the edge of the coffee cup with her fingertips and nodded.
After hearing Kyle’s reasonable explanation, she didn’t insist further.
"Then, you must really love your work.You’ve just undergone an operation, but you’re already working
again."
Kyle just let out a smile and took a sip of the Americano.
Rachel also cast a subtle glance at her assistant who immediately understood what she meant.
Immediately after, the assistant took out the project plan they had already prepared and handed it over
to Kyle.
"This is the preliminary plan for the cooperation between the Bennet Group and the Tucker.Mr.Bentley,
please have a look at it and see what you can say.I hope that our plan won’t be in vain.After all, you’re
still working so hard right after your operation," Rachel said seriously and firmly.
Meanwhile, in the Bennet family’s house, Lila knocked on the door of the guestroom, where Victor was
currently staying.
"Mr.Sullivan, are you awake? I have cooked some porridge.I thought you may want some."
However, there was no response from the other side of the door.
Lila waited outside for a while, but it seemed like she was waiting for nothing.
While Lila was hesitating whether she should go inside or not, Carson suddenly appeared and took the
porridge from her.
"It’s okay.Let me do it Instead."
"Oh, okay.Thank you, Mr.Scott."
Carson slightly chuckled and said, "It’s not a big deal.But I actually have to ask you for help."
Lila didn’t know much about Carson’s personality.
Therefore, when she saw his bright smile, she thought Carson was very approachable, and he wasn’t
one of those typical arrogant rich men.
"What is it, Mr.Scott?"
"Well, I know you heard Rachel saying that she would only give me half an hour.By that time, I should
have taken Victor away already."
Lila nodded but was still confused at what his main point was.
"Lila, Victor is still recovering, and it’s still early in the morning.Someone who’s as weak as him needs
more rest.I bet that he can’t walk properly yet.So, thirty minutes is too short! Besides, if Victor is still
sleeping, it will be too troublesome to wake him up and force him to leave just like that." Carson sighed.
"Victor hasn’t acquired enough rest to fully recover.If something happens on the way back to the
hospital, it will be bad."
After hearing this, Lila realized that Carson’s points were reasonable.
So, she nodded and agreed.
"Then, what exactly do you need my help with?"
"Lila, did Rachel say what time she will come back today?"
"Hmm… Not really.But she did say that I don’t need to cook lunch for her."
"I see.For now, I’ll let Victor have the porridge you made."
Carson clapped his hands tightly.
"Lila, I know you have a good heart.Let my poor friend have more time to rest.Please don’t tell Rachel
about this!"
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