Chapter 68

A man in a high position like Tyrone knew how to manipulate others by adeptly seizing the person's weakness.

He had actually used Whitney to threaten Heather! Her face changed. "You can't do this. Whitney is very ill. If you send her back to prison, she'll die!"

"It's you who put her in that danger." Tyrone shifted the blame.

He didn't care about anyone's life. He only cared about his interests, and he would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

Heather was at her wit's end. She hadn't expected to provoke him. "Why me?"

She didn't understand. With Tyrone's status, he could have any woman he wanted. Why did he have to make things difficult for her?

Why her?

Tyrone gazed at the petite face of the woman in his arms. Her watery eyes, looking at him, were so clear and innocent.

They made him want to shatter her.

Her eyes were too captivating, and the taste of her body was irresistible to him.

Tyrone pinched her chin with his slender fingers. As he looked at her, his gaze was fille