Chapter 242

Tyler did not speak, but Sheila, who was standing next to him, gaped. "Miss Shaw, it's so late now. Why haven't you gone to rest?"

It was close to midnight, and it was indeed odd for Vicky to be in the hotel lobby.

"I need to talk to Tyler," Vicky said emotionlessly.

Sheila glanced at Tyler and hesitated at his lack of response. "Tyler has been really busy lately and has just gotten off his flight. If it's not important, maybe you can talk to him tomorrow."

Vicky ignored Sheila and stared at Tyler intently. "Can we talk?"

He did not spare her a single look and simply walked toward the elevator. "Maybe tomorrow."

"Tyler..."

The elevator door opened, and he walked in.

Vicky followed him inside and said, "It won't take that long."

"What do you want to say?"

Vicky glanced at Sheila hesitantly.

Since no one else was using the elevator at this time, the elevator ascended quickly and arrived at the presidential suite while Vicky was hesitating.

Tyler walked out almost immediately,