Chapter 320

The moment Howard caught wind of Sarah's plan, he gave the order without hesitation. Amber Group had always been his. He was simply reclaiming what was rightfully his. And when it came to playing dirty, Howard never let sentiment get in the way. He glanced at his phone. On the screen, Rachel was trying on two barely-there scraps of fabric—white on pale skin and lace clinging to her waist. Everything was just enough to tease and conceal. His blood surged. Without another thought, he rushed home. Outside, wind and rain lashed the windows. Inside, white silk fluttered like snow. Bathed in warm light and the scent of burning candles, two figures merged into one. … Two days later, no matter how much fight Howard still had in him, even he couldn't hold up against Rachel's nightly ferocity. He was clearly running on fumes during the shareholders' meeting. His pen slipped from his fingers, bounced off a folder, and flew before landing perfectly in Andrew Stone's cup with a splash that