Chapter 262
[It's attempted murder! Let's contact the police to arrest this murderer!]
[She’s disgusting! Vicky Shaw, get out of Zendonia!]
Instantly, Vicky became the most hated woman in the entire country.
She glanced through the comments expressionlessly and took a deep breath after shutting off the
screen to think of a way out.
Knock, knock!
Just then, she heard knocking on the door, followed by a familiar voice." Miss Shaw, I'm Harry. Mister
Hart has asked me to escort you to the hospital."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe slowly began to regain her composure at the sound of Harry's voice as she remembered that Tyler
had ordered her to go to the hospital and apologize to Sheila.
Not bothering to open the door, she said, ’I’m not going.’
Harry's voice came through the door faintly. "Miss Shaw, Mister Hart said that it's best for you to come."
"And if I refuse to?" She chuckled darkly.
After a brief moment of silence, Harry said, "Mister Hart said you'll come to regret it."
"I will never regret it!"
With that, Vicky ignored Harry.
Harry continued to knock on the door for the next few minutes, but since Vicky had stopped responding
altogether, he eventually left.
Shortly after Harry left, Vicky received a call from Jennifer. "Vicky, some people just came and sprayed
paint all over our studio and destroyed everything inside, including all the drafts of our designs. Cece
went to stop them and got injured in the process..."
After Jennifer recovered, she started going to work with Cece at Vicky's studio.
She was a great artist and had a sharp sense for fashion, and she had even studied relative knowledge
in the past out of curiosity but gave up on her passion because she wanted to study at the same
university as Anthony.
Since she started living with Cece, she slowly began to pick up what she had given up on, seeing how
energetic and cheerful Cece was every day at work.
Jennifer learned quickly, and she was left behind with Cece to work in the studio while Vicky followed
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe movie crew to Arrowtown.
Vicky tensed at the tone of her voice and tightened her grip on the phone." How is Cece now?"
"She was injured in the head and has a mild concussion. Those people still won't let her go and follow
us all the way to the hospital."
"Alright." Vicky stood. 'Jennifer, take Cece home. Don't go outside. I'll travel back now."
Not having the time to pack, she bought the flight ticket back to Stoneford City and strode out of her
room.
As soon as she stepped foot out of the hotel, something was thrown in her direction.
"Vicky Shaw, you're a vixen and a murderer! You don't deserve to live!"
Vicky had her mind full of concern about Cece that she was caught offguard.
The egg slammed into her head, and the liquid inside scrolled down her forehead.