After Cecilia left, Rachel asked Jerry, “You were on the road for so long. Do you need a break?”

Rachel knew that Jerry had been busy with work the past few days and hadn’t had a good night’s sleep. She feared his body might not be able to take on such a heavy workload so soon after.

Jerry patted his chest. “Don’t worry, Rachel! I can take it. I do have a tiny request, though.”

Rachel said, “What is it?”

“I want a cup of coffee.”

Rachel smiled as she patted Jerry’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’ve already ordered your share. Again, don’t try to act tough. Tell me if you really can’t take it.”

“Okay.”

Jerry nodded, but what Rachel didn’t know was that he hadn’t slept for two days to help Rachel tabulate the total value of her assets. Rachel had wanted to hand the task over to the finance department, but Jerry was worried. Any decent businessman knew that the fewer people who knew his true net worth, the safer he would be. In the business circle, no one was innocent.

Rachel started to dive into her work, very focused. Jerry would occasionally consult with her whenever he encountered issues along the way.

After about an hour, someone knocked on the door. Their coffee had arrived. Rachel stood up to open the door. Jerry swiftly got to his feet at the same time.

“Rachel, please sit and let me.”

“Go be busy. I’ll do it.”

The two of them started bickering all the way to the door and ended up grabbing the door handle at the same time. Rachel released it and chuckled lightly.

“You go ahead, then.”

Jerry opened the door and politely received the coffee from the deliveryman. He was about to pull one cup out of the bag when he accidentally let it slip through his fingers. It crashed onto the floor, sending coffee splattering everywhere.

Rachel instinctively jumped back, but still ended up having coffee on her. Jerry approached her anxiously and grabbed her wrists, checking everywhere for scalds and burns.

“Rachel, are you okay? Are you scalded? I’m so sorry, I was too careless.”

Rachel shook her head. “I’m fine. Just got some coffee splattered on me, no big deal. I’ll head in and wash myself up. Clean up this area.”

“I’ll do that.”

Not only did Rachel get coffee on her shirt, but even Jerry’s white shirt wasn’t spared. He pulled it off and grabbed a mop to clean up the puddle of coffee on the floor. Rachel didn’t have a change of clothes with her; she had to take off her dirty clothes and wear the bathrobe provided by the hotel.

When she walked out, she saw Jerry without his shirt on. He had a skinny frame, but his tall body was lean and toned. Coupled with his attractive face, he often drew much attention from ladies. Rachel always treated him as a child and didn’t expect him to have such a good figure. It surprised her so much, she stood stunned for a moment.

Jerry saw Rachel staring at him and called out to her.

“Rachel…?”

Rachel snapped back to attention and pointed at his torso. “What happened to you? Where’s your shirt?”

Jerry picked up his dirty shirt from the floor and showed her the stains on it.

“It’s covered with coffee. I thought I’d wash and dry it first before wearing it again. Is it…inappropriate of me to be in this state?”

Rachel cleared her throat and retracted her gaze.

“It’s fine, just as long as you don’t feel chilly.”

She was about to turn around to find her phone to place another order for coffee when someone knocked on the door again.