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
However, Tyler did not look panicked or guilty. In fact, he looked unfazed."Get out," he ordered coldly.The reporters exchanged shock glances at each other; some of them did not look too happy with the eviction.One of them plucked up the courage to say, "But Mister Hart…"Tyler's eyes turned sharp and cold. "I'm only going to say this one last time. Get. Out."His aura was too intimidating. In fact, it felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room. After a few seconds, all the reporters quickly slinked out of the room with their cameras in hand.Regardless, they had gotten some incriminating photos of Tyler and Vicky—enough for them to end up on the front page of the news.…Vicky only came out of her shock when the last reporter left the room. She turned to Tyler and opened her mouth as though she wanted to say something, but he beat her to it."Vicky, what happened?""I… I don't know.""Why are you here?""I don't know either… I must've blacked out from the win
Tyler was about to open the door when Vicky grabbed his arm to stop him. "It might be the reporters…""Isn't that what you were hoping for?" sneered Tyler. He then opened the door, revealing his new personal assistant, Harry Gardner.Vicky had seen him a few times before.Harry's expression immediately changed when he saw Vicky, but he quickly lowered his head to report, "Mister Hart, all the news channels are reporting about you and Ms. Shaw right now…""Cover it up.""Well…" Harry peeked at Tyler before continuing, "Our men are on it, but I'm afraid it'll be difficult to do so as your competitors are doing their best to make the news as big as possible."Then, as if he did not want Tyler to think of him as useless, Harry added, "The fight with Harvey Sparks had taken a lot out of us, so our hands are currently tied… Even if we can cover it up now, the damage is done. Instead of wasting resources in covering up the news, why don't we come out with a clarification?"Tyler chuckl
Vicky was speechless."Don't tell me you seriously think I would've slept with you if I wasn't so drunk last night?" said Tyler with disgust.Vicky clenched her fists in anger. No matter how thick her skin was, she would not and could not take any more of the humiliation, so wordlessly walked out of the suit.A dangerous glint flashed across Tyler's eyes as he watched her walk away.…Vicky was on her way to the office to ask Chelsea what happened last night when she received a call from her."Vicky, where are you now?""I'm on my way to the office.""Save yourself the trip. You don't need to come anymore.""How come?""Seeing as Mister Hard enjoyed himself last night, I thought everything would be fine, but the higher-ups just received news that someone had bought over our company and had decided to let go of everyone here… In a few days' time, you'll be required to come to the company to handle the handover," Chelsea explained with a sigh.The news had Vicky completely stu