"Vicky, over here."The man's voice was deep and melodious, much like the sound of a cello. Instantly, Vicky recognized that voice. It was Mister Kirby.Vicky walked to the corner where he sat…and he looked rather suspicious.The light in the room was not very bright. Mister Kirby was leaning on the sofa in a very elegant posture with a hint of laziness.Vicky then said, "Mister Kir—"Suddenly, the man reached out and pulled her to his side, much to her shock. Before she could struggle and protest, his husky voice rang next to her ear. "Miss Shaw, please do me a favor."He tried to talk softly and lightly. Although he was very close to her, he still maintained a distance that would not bring discomfort to Vicky. "Can you pretend to be my girlfriend?"Vicky realized something was not right. "Did you call me here today at this time just because of this?"He said in a low voice, "Miss Shaw, do you see those women over there?"Vicky glanced and noticed a few beautiful women with g
One could tell what kind of a person another man was by observing what sort of people he made friends with. In this case, Cece thought Mister Kirby was not bad.While Vicky debated on helping Mister Kirby, Cece already started to talk to him.Cece was outgoing and lively, and she enjoyed talking to people. Mister Kirby, on the other hand, had a high EQ, hence how they both got into a good conversation.Vicky was speechless.Mister Kirby noticed Vicky was looking at them. He smiled and asked, "Miss Shaw, what's your answer?"Although Vicky had compensated him and sewed the button back on the shirt, the fact remained that she still did damage. Regardless of the compensation, it could hardly compensate, especially since the shirt was very important to Mister Kirby. Moreover, he did not look like he was a person who needed money.Vicky thought for a while and whispered, "I can help you, but you don't owe me anything. As for the shirt… Let's just say we don't owe each other anything a
Mister Kirby's smile froze. "It's not funny."Vicky deadpanned. "I'm not joking. I'm serious."He looked helpless. "Although I hit it off with Cece right away, there is nothing else for us except being friends. There's no spark between us. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."They were talking very softly. From another angle, it looked like they were whispering intimately. Vicky did think Cece and Mister Kirby matched perfectly. However, they only knew each other for a short time and they still did not know each other that well.Besides, today was not a good time to discuss this either. Thus, Vicky said nothing else.About an hour or so later, Vicky said she needed to leave. Mister Kirby looked at the time and nodded, not wanting to force her to stay. "Alright, I'll send you two off."After that, he informed his friends and said goodbye to them.His friends did not trouble him. They smiled and bid goodbye to Vicky."Bye, Vicky!""Come play with us again next time!"Vick
Glancing at Vicky, the pieces of information clicked in Mister Kirby's mind, and it was visible how it looked like a light bulb lit up in his head."Are you afraid your husband might misunderstand us?" He smiled gently. "Fine. Call your husband and ask him to come to pick you up. Neither of us has to worry."Vicky remained silent for a few seconds. "It's not necessary. I can go back by myself. He's busy, and he's probably still working.""No matter how busy his work is, it isn't as important as the safety of his wife." He put his hands into his pocket. A shadow of his body was reflected on the ground. "Miss Shaw, you have two options now. Either you call your husband and ask him to pick you up, or I'll send you back home."Vicky was unable to reason with the man and felt rather helpless. She had no idea why this man was so responsible. After giving it a thought, she decided to call Tyler.Beep, beep, beep!No one answered the phone. After the call got disconnected automatically,
Seeing Vicky staring at him, a smile graced Mister Kirby's handsome face, twinkling with mischief. "Fine. I'll head out now."He thus started the car's engine and drove away, all while Vicky watched on.Vicky took out her phone, hoping to check should there be any update, but there was no response from Tyler at all. She tried calling him again, but alas, it was for naught.She remained in the same spot for a while before deciding to take the lift to go to Tyler's office. 'Since I'm here, I might as well go up and take a look,' she thought. She assumed Tyler was busy with work and was too busy to look at his phone.After all, he had spent the whole night at the hospital where Sheila was, and Vicky did leave her a little…warning this morning. Sheila was no fool, either, and she ought to know it was fine to fuss a little sometimes. However, if she did it every day, it would only make Tyler disgust her more.Since Tyler had not slept last night, Vicky doubted Sheila would trouble him
"The number you have dialed is unavailable. Please try again."The call was terminated; that was what this meant. The automated voice would have stated something else if the call was not answered at all. It would have said, "The number you have dialed cannot be reached. Please call again or try later."Plus, the dial tone only rang five or six times.At that moment, the driver realized something. He looked up and used the rearview mirror to look at the backseat. His face changed when he saw Vicky was awake, and he realized Vicky's phone, which was in her hand, was lit up. He asked angrily, "What are you doing?"Vicky panicked, but she tried hard not to show it on her face and remained calm. "I should be the one asking this question."While she was talking, she tried to call Tyler again. "This is not where I want to go. Where are you taking me?"Since Vicky knew what was happening, the driver sneered, "A place where you should be!"She attempted another call, but it was hung up a
The muscular guy looked at Vicky. "How are we able to kidnap his wife so easily? Do you think it's a trap to get the boss to show himself and capture all of us?"The driver started to doubt himself upon hearing this. "I don't think so. There's nothing weird when I saw her leaving Hart Corporation.""Look at how the media and the latest news says Tyler had reconnected with his wife and even taught those people who bullied her a lesson. He even invited her to have the first dance on his birthday, showing the public how much he treasured his wife. There was no gossip related to him during this period. News related to him was how he loved his wife…""Love her? She'll only die sooner. The more they displayed their affection, the more fake it was. Don't you know how rich people work? They looked like a perfect couple to the public, but their personal lives are a mess!" scoffed the muscular guy."That's true…" the driver muttered. "Hey, do you think Tyler used her to distract us?""Distr
"You got a point! I heard a man like Tyler Hart cares about his reputation the most. If he wants to get rid of this woman and doesn't want to dirty his hands, he's probably hoping we can do it for him… We're not going to fall into his trap!""Then, what should we do now?""Bring her with us. If the boss needs to use her, he can use her. If not, we can free her and let her settle with Tyler herself. If this woman can force Tyler to marry her, she's probably capable of something. Let his backyard burn so he has to spend time putting it out… It'll be a good thing for our boss, too."The muscular guys did not even care about Vicky's presence as they talked about either sparing her or killing her.In the end, they decided to bring her along and have their boss decide her fate.As such, Vicky was forced back into the taxi she came with. She cooperated with them and stayed quiet; different from other women they have kidnapped before.Her calmness changed the muscular guys' view of her.