Wanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies novel Chapter 46

Rachel set down her pencil and rubbed her temple, forcing herself to cool down.

Melissa, who was focusing on Rachel's every reaction, snickered.

'Rachel, no matter how capable you are, you can't make any big moves now, can you?'

Time passed. As people started waddling to have lunch, the space silenced once more.

Rachel placed her head in her hand and sighed. At this point, her phone rang.

It was only after hearing Ziggy's voice that Rachel looked better.

"Mommy, have you eaten?"

Rachel shook her head as she felt her stomach rumbling. She said to the phone, "Of course, I have."

"That's great. Mommy, the school is letting me leave earlier today, so I will come and get you."

Rachel halted in worry. "You can't do that, baby. It's dangerous outside, so you can't come. I will get off work earlier to get you, okay?"

A while later, Jane's voice appeared. "That's alright, Ziggy's mommy. I will send Ziggy to the Chapman Group. It's not that far, and it's on my way home."

Rachel nodded at her phone. "Thanks for the trouble, Ms. Jane..."

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Rachel then set her phone aside and slumped on her table. She was planning to spend the lunchtime napping again.

Cluck cluck cluck— The sounds of leather shoes' heels hitting the ground came closer.

Rachel immediately bounced up from the table and stared speechlessly at Nathan.

"Mr. Chapman, are you looking for me?"

Looking at Rachel's sudden awakening, Nathan was a little taken aback. He nodded. "Mm-hmm."

Rachel sat up straight. "Oh, what can I help you with, Mr. Chapman?"

Nathan could not help but be struck by Rachel, whose hair was down and exuded a hint of softness. He shook his head. "What happened yesterday, it's only because my friend was anxious to get home..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Chapman. There is no need to explain yourself, I didn't take it personally."

Rachel chuckled.

Nathan nodded with a gentle expression on his face. "Why do you always skip lunch?"

Rachel paused and looked at Nathan with a slight surprise. "How did you know I didn't have lunch?"

Nathan explained, "Everyone’s out for lunch and you're sitting here."

Rachel scratched her head and laughed. "I have no one to eat with, so I don't have the appetite."

Nathan nodded. "If that's the case, have lunch with me in the future."

Upon hearing Nathan's invitation, Rachel was dumbstruck.

However, she immediately recovered enough brain cells to shake her head. "No need, Mr. Chapman. Don't worry, I will have lunch now!"

Seeing Rachel's quick escape, Nathan's kind eyes squinted.

His mind was repeating what Edward had said the day before.

'Is she really trying to swindle me? Why does it feel unlikely to be the case?'

As his eyes lingered on the half-done draft on the desk, Nathan helpfully slotted the draft into Rachel's bag.

Nathan was out to discuss contracts, so he did not see the surveillance video of Melissa and the others destroying Rachel's design.

So, she immediately stood up and unlocked the cubicle's lock. Though when she pushed against the door, it was too late.

The door was unlocked, but she could not open it no matter how hard she pushed.

"Who is it?! Let me out!"

Melissa and the others laughed silently while covering their mouth.

The cubicle with Rachel in it had its door barred with mops. No matter how hard the person from the inside was pushing, it would not budge.

Melissa crossed her arms and with one look, she gave the lady beside her a cue.

The lady nodded and passed a bucket of dirty water to Melissa.

Melissa then pointed at the door that was blocked by the mops before she nodded.

Just like that, several ladies lifted the bucket and spilled its contents into the cubicle.

Splash— The dirty water was emptied into the cubicle in no time.

Even though Rachel had heard the noises and managed to step aside, her upper body was still soaked due to the size of the cubicle.

Crash— The buckets were all thrown to the ground as Melissa left the washroom with her entourage.

Rachel looked at her phone anxiously which had shut down because of the water.

It was almost time for work. If she could not get back in time, she would be late, and her design!

Her design was still on her desk!

Rachel shook off the dirty water on her before she tried to tiptoe to reach the top of the divider.

Yet despite her best effort, her height did not allow her to reach the top of the cubicle.