"Well, now that you've become a rich woman, I need details. How do you feel after becoming rich all of a sudden? Do you feel like you're in a dream? Do you suddenly have a superiority complex?"
In the suite, Hiram was standing in front of the French window while wearing a Bluetooth headset.
There was a secret system inside Streams Garden which the outsiders didn't know about. It was designed to guard against any problems caused by the company's enemies. Through that system, any communication could be intercepted and any phone calls could be monitored.
And after the terrible thing that had happened to Rachel last time, Hiram had installed a software on her phone that allowed him to easily listen in on any of her phone calls.
He smiled grimly. He was surprised to know that Rachel had an adviser whom she could turn to.
But these two women were no match for him.
He wouldn't be Hiram Rong if everyone could figure him out so easily.
"I don't think so. Hiram is not a simple man. I've tried to understand what's going on in his mind, but I failed, " Rachel said over the phone as she walked. Even at this moment, Rachel had no idea what Hiram was thinking. She threw the shell into the sea.
"He's like the sea in front of me. He's nice, and sometimes quiet. But so many secrets are hidden in the sea."
"Rachel, why are you thinking so much about this? It will be great as long as he treats you well. Why do you insist on trying to understand him?" Celine had always believed that it would be better not to try to understand something difficult or unreachable.
Rachel sat on the sand beach and watched the red sun slowly disappear from the sky. Holding up a hand to shade her from the glaring light, she said, "If we like someone, we should try to understand them, right?
If I have to live together with him my whole life, both of us will get tired of all the secrets we hide from each other."
Hiram heard everything that she said.
He looked out of the French window pensively, fixing his eyes on Rachel, who was sitting in front of the sea. He continued standing there for a while.
When Rachel finally came back to the suite, Hiram had already gone out for his business meeting.
He didn't return until well after Rachel had gone to bed. At midnight, Hiram pulled her into his arms. Although he did it a bit roughly, he didn't do anything else to disturb her.
When she woke up, Rachel found that Hiram had already gotten up and left.
She sent a message to Hiram and learned that he had a very tight schedule that day, and that he had asked Anya to be Rachel's guide for the day.
After a short while, Anya brought Rachel to breakfast. She told Rachel that she was taking her to look around the city before they went to the spa.
Rachel felt like she was in a dream.
The women took the private sightseeing bus and visited many places in the city.
"We can enjoy the scenery first. There are many other interesting places where we can have fun, and we should save them for the evening."
Anya was easy-going and friendly. She talked frankly with Rachel and tried to express whatever she was thinking in an open and honest way. They had a good time together.
Since Rachel was also a straightforward person, she got along well with Anya.
"Anya, thank you." Rachel kept smiling the whole way. When the car crossed a palm tree and the summer wind blew past them, Rachel sighed in happiness.
Anya smiled and fiddled with her long blonde hair. "To tell you the truth, if you weren't Hiram's wife, I wouldn't have come out with you. You're the first woman that Hiram has brought here, so I have to treat you well."
Smiling, Rachel asked, "Really? I'm the only woman to come here with him? Didn't he bring his ex-girlfriends here?"
"He's never had a girlfriend before, only female friends like me, " Anya replied without thinking too much. Her bright, blue eyes made her look exotic and charming while she smiled.
Rachel was confused. "That's impossible. He's a famous and successful young man. I think a lot of women have a crush on him."
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