Tyler glanced at Harry and said, "Tell him that he did well and that I'm doubling his year-end bonus."Harry stared at Tyler, unable to react."About the press conference tomorrow..." Tyler added.Harry flinched and immediately snapped out of it. "Don't worry, Mister Hart. I've made the arrangement. We'll shatter the rumors, and none of the reporters will ask any difficult questions..."Tyler remained calm. "Order the reporters to ask the most provoking questions they can think of.""But..."Tyler narrowed his eyes coldly. "But, what?""Nothing."Harry felt a rush of bewilderment and decided it was best not to say anything, so he left the room with a puzzled expression.Vicky had just made some tea and noticed his odd demeanor. Concerned, she asked, "Harry, what's wrong? Has something happened again?""No, it's nothing..." Harry tried to brush it off, but his appearance suggested otherwise.Vicky probed further, "Did Tyler say something odd to you?""Mister Hart...asked me
Vicky pushed open the door to the lounge and found Tyler sitting elegantly on the couch. He was resting with his eyes closed.She walked over. "Tyler, are you alright?"He opened his eyes at the sound of her voice. "Why are you here?""I'm worried, so I came to check on you.""I'm fine." He massaged his temples and said, "It's just a headache. It will pass."She observed his expression and asked gingerly, "Have you remembered anything?""No."Halfway through the press conference, Tyler's head suddenly started to ache, and he had to leave the venue. It had only been about 10 minutes since he left."The press conference..." Vicky's expression turned cold as she mentioned it. "It's over.""Already?" Tyler's eyes dimmed.Vicky was furious. "Those reporters were either bribed or colluding. Their questions were clearly meant to provoke and cause trouble, not to seek the truth."Tyler's gaze shifted, but the livid Vicky did not notice it."It's pointless to continue such a press c
Vicky had prepared herself for every possible scenario and considered all the questions that might arise, but she never expected the problem to come from Tyler himself.Glancing at Tyler and then at the worried expression on Vicky's face, Harry could not help but speak up, "Missus Hart, I've received calls from several board members, including Mister Zeeland. They saw the news and are starting to doubt Mister Hart again. They want to hold a board meeting tomorrow. What do you think?"Vicky closed her eyes for a moment. "I'll go with you tomorrow."Harry was just an assistant and sometimes could not handle all the board members on his own. Although Vicky did not possess the actual power in the Hart family, as long as Tyler stood by her side and supported her, dealing with them would not be a problem."I'll go and make arrangements, then," Harry said.Vicky nodded.Once Harry left, she turned off the news and looked at Tyler, ready to discuss their next course of action. However, w
"Sure.""Great. I'll start packing now and come back as soon as possible! We miss you so much, Vicky!" Cece chirped."Let me know before you come back. I will pick you up from the airport.""Sure. I will start making arrangements."After ending the call, Vicky could not help but smile.She looked and found Tyler standing right beside her, staring at her in silence.Vicky was taken aback. "How long have you been standing here?""Since just now." His eyes stared right through her. "You're so happy. Who were you talking to on the phone?""Cece." Vicky honestly explained, "She and Jennifer will be back soon..." Knowing that Tyler no longer remembered them, Vicky explained, "They are my two employees in the fashion design studio. Once they're back, the studio can start running again."A hint of desolation flickered in Tyler's eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He did not comment on it and only said, "Let's go try on the wedding dress first."...The wedding dress fit unexpectedly
The photographer was intimidated by Tyler's presence and ran off without bothering to take his camera.Before Vicky could figure out what was happening, she saw the photographer running away like he had seen a ghost.'What's going on?' she thought."Vicky." Tyler lowered his gaze to her and swallowed. "I regret this.""What?""I should've hidden you away from everyone," he said in a tense tone.Vicky frowned, a strange feeling creeping up within her. "What's wrong with you, Tyler?"The man lowered his head and gazed at her intently. Vicky felt uncomfortable and even a hint of fear from being stared at in such an eerie manner.Perhaps it was her imagination, but she seemed to catch a fleeting glimpse of obsession in his eyes. "Tyler..." she muttered."You're so beautiful," Tyler embraced her, his gaze softening. "I was angry when that photographer stared at you."Vicky breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's get another female photographer, then.""Okay."After more than 10 minute
Vicky's eyes flickered slightly as she looked toward Tyler, who was on the phone in the distance.His side profile was flawless, like a sculpted and profound masterpiece. Every move he made exuded a noble aura. Even while standing in the corner, he attracted the attention of many young female staff members who blushed and looked at him with admiration.Soon, Tyler ended the call and turned to look at Vicky. Realizing that she was looking at him, he flashed her a faint smile and walked toward her.The female photographer noticed their interaction and smiled. "I've seen many loving couples, but I've never seen someone as affectionate as Mister Hart. Missus Hart, don't worry too much and simply cherish his love for you."Vicky raised an eyebrow and looked at the photographer with newfound respect. "You have keen eyes." "The reason I became a wedding photographer was to witness the happiness of the bride and groom." The photographer sighed softly. "But after working in this field, I
Vicky had not seen them for a long time, so when she knew that they were coming back, she felt a surge of excitement. "Great! I'll pick you up at the airport tomorrow."Just as she hung up the phone, Tyler came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He raised an eyebrow at her joyful expression and asked, "What's got you so happy?""Cece and Jennifer are coming back tomorrow!" Vicky chirped and looked up at Tyler. "You don't seem to have any appointments tomorrow afternoon..."Tension rose in the air as her words fell. Unaware of the change, she continued, "I'll probably leave early. I'm planning to have dinner with them outside, so you don't need to wait for me."The look in Tyler's eyes darkened as he watched her, but Vicky remained immersed in her joy and did not notice it. "Once they're back, the studio should get back on track... I need to prepare myself and get back to work," Vicky added. "You should go to sleep. I'll head to the study to organize some design drafts."Ob
Vicky stared at her phone and sighed defeatedly. When she looked up, she saw Jennifer and Cece staring at her oddly.She frowned and asked, "What's wrong?""Vicky, have you and Mister Hart made up?" Cece asked curiously.Vicky's gaze flickered. "No."Cece studied Vicky's expression and whispered, "But you two sounded otherwise."Vicky picked up her glass and took a sip of water. "He lost his memories, so our relationship isn't as horrible as it was before."Cece and Jennifer exchanged knowing glances."Vicky, now that Mister Hart has lost his memory, have you thought about starting over with him?" Jennifer asked.Vicky fell silent for a moment before gently shaking her head. "Too much has happened. Once he remembers everything, it'll still be difficult for us to be together.""But he's forgotten everything now, right? Vicky, haven't you considered building a new connection with Mister Hart while he's still a blank sheet?" Cece interjected."He'll remember everything sooner or