Both Vicky and Braxton were startled.A tall man had appeared out of nowhere in the hallway.His body was shrouded by the shadow as he stood against the light. The atmosphere felt stifling as he stood ominously."T—Tyler?" stammered Braxton.Tyler stood still before striding toward them. He looked baleful as if he was the Grim Reaper himself. Even Vicky, who was his wife, was intimidated.He stood before them, and his eyes darkened dangerously when he saw Vicky and Braxton holding hands. He easily pulled Vicky's hand out of Braxton.Vicky was so scared of him that when she tried to explain herself, she found herself lost for words.Tyler's face turned icy cold, and his lips were drawn in a tight line. He hated anyone, even if it was a woman, other than him to touch Vicky. Only he could hold her.His grip around Vicky's wrist bruised by Braxton tightened with rage, causing her to yelp in pain. He immediately loosened his grip when he saw how pale she looked.However, his pupils
Even though Braxton feared Tyler, he was also used to being an arrogant prick. Anger rose in his throat at being treated so unfairly by Tyler."How dare you, Tyler! My whole family will make you pay f—""I'm going to ask you one last time. What did you say?" Tyler interjected. He then stepped on Braxton's wrist with his expensive black leather shoe."I—aah!"The sound of bones breaking mingled with Braxton's screams. They echoed throughout the quiet hallway, causing Vicky to shudder.Braxton's wrist was dislocated, and the pain nearly caused him to pass out. He did not even have the time to beg for mercy when the same black leather shoe stepped on his chest again.Without much effort from Tyler, the sound of bones breaking sounded again. This time, it was Braxton's ribs that broke. Blood spurted out of his nose and mouth. It seemed like the broken ribs had punctured his other organs, causing internal bleeding.At that moment, Braxton was in so much pain that he could not even ut
Another reason for the Hart family's decline was the elders of the family insisted on doing things the traditional way. Tyler, however, deliberately avoided his family's sphere of influence and instead chose new industries to break into.His gamble proved successful as he became more prosperous over time. Old Mister Hart knew the resources Tyler would act as complements to the industries the Hart family had yet to take over.'Tyler would be a great help to the family if he's willing to come back. It might take him another ten or twenty years to overtake the family fortune, but the fact that he could turn the tables with the cards that he was dealt with just proves how capable he is,' thought Old Mister Hart.He was even willing to go as far as giving Tyler all the shares he had to make him come back to the family. With those shares in his hands, Tyler would be able to go head-to-head with Lincoln and Xander.Plus, Valencia and Orion would come out as the winner in the family strugg
There were a lot of people around them, and they all felt obliged to say something."Tyler might be reckless, but...he'd never do such a thing if a certain someone didn't exaggerate the truth," said Valencia.Orion agreed. "Yeah, this isn't entirely Tyler's fault. Had Vicky not told Tyler she was injured, how would he know?"Instantly, everyone shifted the blame onto Vicky, and she simply remained quiet without arguing.Tyler stood before her and lifted her bruised wrist. "What is this, then?""..."Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw Vicky's 'injury'.Mike sneered. "You call that an injury?""Isn't it?"Mike's entire body trembled with anger. "Compared to what my son suffered, what kind of an injury is that? Tyler—"His words were interrupted by Tyler's ominous voice. "Vicky is my wife. Forget the bruises on her wrist now. Even if anyone dares to touch a single strand of her hair, it'll be considered a direct insult toward me." Tyler's gaze was sharp as it swept across th
Mike was dazed as he watched blood stream down his arm. "Tyler Hart... How dare you shoot me?!"Tyler stared at him coldly, determined to eliminate him for trying to kill Vicky and take her from him. No one who tried to take Vicky away had the right to live.With that thought in mind, Tyler pulled the trigger without hesitation.Bang!Despite his age, Mike's agility was still remarkable.The moment Tyler pulled the trigger, he swiftly dodged the bullet. However, Tyler aimed his gun at Mike again and was determined to kill him."Tyler!" Old Mister Hart shouted, trying to stop him.However, Tyler seemed oblivious to his words and pointed the gun at Mike's heart, preparing to fire another shot."Tyler, don't!" Vicky shouted and pushed his arm.The shot veered off course and landed at Mike's feet.Facing Tyler's chilling intent to kill, Mike, weakened by his previous injury, had little chance to evade. As death loomed over him, a distressed voice halted Tyler's hand."Tyler, tha
Vicky sighed in relief.As soon as Tyler stepped forward, the onlookers instinctively made way for him. Though many people were present, they all remained silent, afraid of attracting the attention of this demon before them.At this moment, people's gazes toward Tyler were filled with both fear and loathing.There were numerous rumors about him, and most of them were far from favorable. For instance, he was known to be rebellious, ruthless, and disregarded family bonds when it came to taking action. Today, he openly aimed a gun at his uncle in front of everyone, so no one knew if he was capable of parricide if something else provoked him.No one dared to stop Tyler and Vicky from leaving; even Valencia and Orion dared not utter a single word in Tyler's presence.Only when the couple's figures disappeared did the crowd finally heave a collective sigh of relief."Father!" Mike gripped his injured arm and roared furiously, "Tyler wanted to kill me! We can't keep such a filicidal man
As Tyler's long fingers touched her skin, Vicky felt a noticeable tremor. Her breath hitched, and her heart softened as she gazed into his eyes."Tyler." She grabbed his hand. "Don't worry, I'm alright."Her words had just fallen when Tyler pulled her into his embrace. He held her tightly to the point that it started to hurt; it was as if he feared she might disappear if he loosened his grip even slightly.Tyler remained tense, and his anxiety about losing her brought him to the verge of snapping.Vicky felt a pang of sympathy and gently held onto him. "It's alright, Tyler, I'm really fine—mph!"Her response was met with Tyler's unexpected kiss. It was not like their usual affectionate ones, nor was it as purposeful. Instead, it seemed chaotic and without any defined pattern. It was as if even Tyler did not know what he was doing and was acting purely on instinct.Vicky sighed silently and willingly returned the kiss....In the middle of the night, Tyler silently sat up from t
It only took Vicky a few minutes, but when she returned with the coffee, she saw Tyler hurrying out of his office anxiously.He froze when he saw her, but his expression swiftly darkened. "Where have you been?"Vicky showed him the cup of coffee in her hand. "You looked really busy, so I went to make you a cup of coffee..."He raised his arm and slammed the cup out of her hand.Thunk! The cup landed on the ground, spilling the coffee inside."Did I not tell you to stay where I can see you?!" he roared.Vicky stared at the man before her, and her face turned pale.Sensing that his behavior had frightened her, Tyler stiffened for a moment, and his anger gradually subsided. He subconsciously reached out, wanting to hold her hand.Instinctively, however, Vicky pulled away from him.His arm froze midair, and time seemed to have stopped.Vicky's gaze flickered slightly, and she wanted to say something, but Tyler slowly retracted his hand. His long eyelashes drooped, hiding his emot