(Rachel's POV)
I no longer have the ability to hear exactly what Wyatt is saying to me.
I stood in front of the Hill Group for a long time until people passing by started talking about me and I finally came back to my senses.
I took a deep breath, lifted my head, and left the place.
I felt like my legs were weak.
No wonder Raphael suddenly agreed to my request, so he had already known that this would happen.
I sneered, then slammed my car door heavily again and went once more to Raphael.
"What's wrong? Are you backtracking now?"
"Why would you do that, Rafael? Even if you hate me and bring down the Brown Group, won't Hill suffer just as much?" I looked at Rafael with anger inside my eyes.
Rafael gave a soft laugh: "You're right, Rachel, there is a crisis in the Brown Group and his
