Sheila frowned. "Tyler is always busy, and his schedule is often packed. He only managed to free up today, and I don't know when he'll be free again." She looked at Vicky and said, "I don't think the costume can be made in time for the party if we wait. Ms. Shaw, this is my first gift for Tyler, so please bear with me." She paused for a moment and added, "I will pay you double for this.""..." Vicky fell into silence, knowing she would be rude to insist on leaving.After all, the shop did accept the order, and Vicky was supposed to fulfill her duty even if Sheila did not offer to pay double.This was her job, and Vicky knew she could not act on impulse.Half an hour later, Tyler stepped downstairs elegantly and Sheila stood up to approach him with a smile. "Are you done with work, Tyler?""Yeah.""If that's the case, let Ms. Shaw here take your measurement. She's been waiting here for some time."Tyler glanced coldly at Vicky as if she was merely a stranger. "Let's get started t
Considering Tyler's looks and status, Sheila should be wary of any woman approaching him…yet she showed no sign of concern.'Is she that confident about herself?' Vicky thought in confusion but heeded Sheila's wishes to confirm Tyler's measurement once again.Once the measurements were taken and confirmed, Vicky said to Sheila, "Do you have any other requests, Miss Young?"Sheila shook her head smilingly. "Not for now. I'll contact you if I need anything.""Sure."With that, Vicky left....Upon returning to the company, Vicky handed over the documents to Chelsea. "Chelsea, these are Miss Young's requirements and measurements. You can give them to Yuna to handle."Chelsea, an intellectual woman in her forties, took the documents from Vicky and glanced at them. Adjusting her glasses, Chelsea spoke gently, "Miss Young called me just now and expressed her satisfaction with your attitude. She wants you to handle this order."Vicky froze, and she instinctively refused, "But I'm rel
Most people would give up on persuading Vicky to take the deal after she rejected them a few times. After all, plenty of others would be fighting to take her place.However, Chelsea was not like most people; she patiently worked with her. "Vicky, did you run into some sort of trouble? You can tell me if you are. Who knows, I might be able to help you."After a pause, Vicky confessed. "Miss Young's boyfriend is Tyler Hart and I…accidentally offended him, so I can't take this deal."Chelsea's eyes widened in realization. "Oh, so that's why…" After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly smiled. "Well, that's easy. You'll just have to focus on the design, and I'll get someone to deliver the clothes to her.""But this isn't fair to the others…""Vicky, that's just how the world works. Some people are born with a silver spoon in their mouths, while some are born into poverty. Take yourself for example: you're obviously very talented, yet you just can't seem to get a break while others w
Before Vicky could say anything, Yuna pleaded, "Vicky, you have to help us. If not, our company might really go bankrupt, and I'll lose my job then! I still have bills and mortgages to pay…"Although the company Yuna worked in was quite a big one, Vicky knew it would falter under Tyler's attack, so she quickly said, "Let me talk to Chelsea for now."Once Vicky arrived at Chelsea's office, the latter told her the same thing that Yuna said."Vicky, our company will go bankrupt if this deal goes south. Our boss called Miss Young just now, and Miss Young still sounded very angry. She wouldn't accept our apology," said Chelsea tiredly. She looked up at Vicky and continued, "You've met Miss Young before, right? She's very happy with your service and design, and you two are about the same age, so… Can you please plead with her to give our company another chance?""I can try." Vicky was willing to talk to Sheila since it concerned the company's operations. "But I can't promise anything."
"If you can persuade him to drop the case, good. If you can't, then… I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything either. What do you say, Ms. Shaw?"Vicky understood Sheila's position; she did not want to ruin the good image Tyler had of her because of this matter. Thus, she would be willing to arrange for Vicky to meet with Tyler but not to plea for her and her company.In any case, it was more than enough for her to help to this extent, so Vicky quickly said, "Yes, that would be great, Miss Young. Thank you so much!""Okay, I'll call Tyler and update you on the time and date later.""Okay, thanks again, Miss Young. Bye."After hanging up the phone, Vicky reported the conversation to Cecilia, who was immensely happy at the news. "I'm sure this problem will be solved once you meet with Mister Hart face-to-face."Not long after, Vicky received a call from Sheila. "Tyler is free tonight, so I asked him to meet me at a restaurant. I'll text you the location and room number later. Good
Vicky, who was seated next to him, felt tormented. She would not even be there if the matter did not concern the company's well-being. From the moment Tyler walked into the room, he pretended like she did not exist.After the food was served, Tyler was the first to take some to put on Sheila's plate as though they were newlyweds on their honeymoon. For some reason, Vicky could not help but feel a little crestfallen at this.When Vicky dated Tyler, he was not as romantic as he was with Sheila, and he did not care about Vicky too. In fact, when they went out to eat, he would busy himself with the food on his plate and leave Vicky to fend for herself. It was Vicky who slowly taught him how to be a caring and romantic boyfriend, yet the one who benefited from her teaching was Sheila.Suddenly, Cecilia nudged Vicky, pulling the latter out of her reverie. "Vicky, the boss is talking to you."Vicky turned toward the boss, who sat across the table from her. He gave Vicky a look, signaling
Vicky's heart turned cold. "Okay… Miss Young, Mister Hart, I hope you can forgive me after this," she said through gritted teeth before she downed three glasses of wine. She coughed as the taste of tannin tickled her throat. Soon, a flush of red stained her cheeks.She looked at Tyler and asked, "Are you happy now, Mister Hart?""As if. You can't seriously think your wrong can be forgiven by just drinking three glasses of wine, right?" Tyler replied coldly.Vicky clenched her hands angrily. 'He's making my life difficult on purpose!'Seeing this, the boss immediately laughed and said awkwardly, "Vicky, now that you've finished three glasses, you still need to toast Mister Hart and Miss Young separately."By then, Vicky started to feel a little dizzy. She was sure she would be lying face down on the floor if she had to drink another two glasses of wine.'Ugh… Why does Tyler insist on making my life difficult?' thought Vicky. Suddenly, propped up by liquid courage, she did not want
The next day, Vicky woke up with a splitting headache. She never drank so much, and the hangover was killing her. The blanket fell off her as she sat up from the bed, and her eyes widened in horror when she saw her naked body.'What happened last night? Don't tell me…' She slowly turned to look at the sleeping man beside her, and she started to hyperventilate when she saw Tyler's handsome face.Vicky tried to recall what happened last night, but she could only remember toasting Sheila and Tyler…and nothing after that. Some racy images did pop into her mind, but… 'No, it can't be. How did I end up sleeping with Tyler again?' she thought, pulling her hair in frustration.Tyler was still deep in his slumber while all that was happening inside of Vicky. In a dash of clouded judgment, Vicky's first instinct was to escape. She could not afford to make the same mistake again.Thus, she quickly picked up her wrinkly torn clothes from the floor and put them on before tip-toeing out of the b