Chapter 663

Tyler did not raise his voice, but his tone was nonetheless threatening. "The money in her wallet might not even be as worthy as her bag itself. Are you sure that you've just tossed something that valuable away?"

The man swallowed hard and started to sweat. "I—I didn't throw it away. I…I sold it."

"Oh? So why did you say you threw it away?"

"I... I just don't want any trouble and thought it'd be best to say that I threw it away."

"Where did you sell it to?"

The man took another glance at Vicky again, much to her confusion. "Why do you keep looking at me?"

The man wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "No... No reason."

"You know who I am, right?" Tyler asked abruptly.

The man forced a smile. "Of course, Mister Hart..."

"I can look into every claim you make, and even if you threw the bag into a trashcan, I'll find it."

The man paled.

"Do you know what it means to lie to me?" Tyler continued.

Panicking, the man kneeled before Vicky and whimpered, "Miss Shaw, help me!"

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