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Chapter 156
Tyler's enemy must have thought Sheila was very important to Tyler. As long as they kidnapped her,
they could use her to threaten him.
Perhaps Tyler had many things on his mind, but he did not notice Vicky's odd expression.
He said calmly, ’Sheila was badly hurt. Yesterday night, an unknown person went to the hospital again.
I fear that they've yet given up."
He paused and looked at Vicky. "I'm going to be very busy lately."
Vicky stayed silent for a few seconds and nodded. "Alright. I understand."
He walked to her and gazed at her. "Sheila is hurt because of me. I can't just ignore her."
Vicky smiled as she looked at his handsome, serious face. "I know.’
He continued to gaze at her, his blue eyes reflecting her face. "I don't have any feelings for her
anymore."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe was never a person who liked to explain or thought it was necessary to explain anything. Since he
willingly explained himself, it showed he cared about her.
Vicky, albeit touched by this, felt a tinge of sadness too. Nonetheless, she responded, "I know. I won't
misunderstand you."
Tyler was still gazing at her as if he wished he could look into her heart to read her true feelings. Vicky
did not avoid the gaze and smiled helplessly.
"Come on, you've been busy for the whole night and didn't eat anything. Go upstairs and change
before you come down for breakfast."
She looked calm and gentle. Her voice was soft too, without any signs of anger. Same as always, she
still cared about his well-being.
Suddenly, Tyler reached out and pulled her into his embrace. His clear, alluring voice rang beside her
ear. "Don't think too much."
Vicky leaned at his chest and replied, "Okay."
After breakfast, Tyler went to work, and Vicky went to her studio not long after. She took out the man's
shirt from yesterday and carefully observed the thread of the button. After that, she looked for the same
thread and sewed the button back. 1
Cece, who just returned from visiting a customer, saw how busy Vicky was in the studio and walked
over curiously. "Vicky, are you...sewing a shirt?" she asked.
As fashion designers, Vicky and Cece were only responsible for the designing part. They had partners
that they had worked with for a long time to manufacture the clothing. It had been a long time since
Vicky sewed clothing personally.
"No. The button came off, so I'm sewing it back."
Sewing a button back was not a hard job for Vicky. In fact, it would take just a few minutes to get the
job done. However, Vicky took her time slowly and sewed it carefully because she remembered Mister
Kirby said the shirt was extremely important to him.
Cece smiled when she saw how concentrated and serious Vicky was. "I heard the rich always wear
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmnew clothes every day and never wear them again like they'd never wear it if it was dirty, what more
should the button come off... I didn't know Mister Hart was such a thrifty person."
After the button was sewn back, Vicky looked up. "It's not his shirt."
Cece was taken aback. "Huh? This shirt isn't Mister Hart's?"
"Yes."
Vicky then told Cece everything that happened yesterday.
Dumbfounded, Cece said the first thought that was on her mind. "Did he do it on purpose?"
Vicky shook her head. "It doesn't look like it."
She looked at the shirt in her hand. "The material of this shirt is very expensive. Not everyone can
afford it."
Cece knew this too and could tell the shirt was expensive. "What if he spent all of his money just to use
this shirt? Plus..."
Cece pointed out the crucial part of the whole incident. "If it's an expensive shirt, why is the quality so
bad? The button can't possibly fall off so easily. If this isn't a knockoff, then that man could be fake."
Vicky's pupils flashed as she recalled how noble the man was.
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