Chapter 656
Vicky, too, thought that it was too much of a coincidence, and from the way Tyler presented it, it did sound as
though she was pulling the strings.
"It's really just a coincidence... I'll apply for a new passport tomorrow. Once it's done, we can come back to file for
divorce, okay?" she asked hoarsely.
"Are you sure that's just going to go smoothly?" Tyler asked pointedly.
"... What are you implying?"
"Your identity card, passport, marriage certificate, and divorce agreement are all stolen, and it'll take at least a
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Realizing dawned on her that the procedures for applying for new documents would be complicated, and Tyler
suspected her of stalling.
At the moment, Vicky had no evidence to prove her innocence and could only say, "Believe it or not, it's just a
coincidence."
He glanced at his watch and said, "Vicky Shaw, you've wasted my entire afternoon."
“I'm sorry."
"Your apology isn't worth anything."
She bowed her head. "I will get a new passport first and keep trying to find the person who stole my bag... I'm sorry
for wasting your time. I won't do it again."
He did not respond and studied her with his dark eyes. After a brief pause, Tyler said, "I can give you time."
"Really?" Vicky questioned in disbelief.
He did not answer her question directly and said, "But you are still my wife, so I don't wish to be the laughingstock
of the city if you're seen with another man." i
She relaxed. "Sure! I won't be with another man until our divorce is finalized."
He looked at her and said, "I have work after this, so I won't be able to drive you home."
She nodded. "Okay."
As he walked away, she recalled something and called out, "Hang on."
He turned around to look at her impatiently. "What?"
"I lost my bag with my phone and wallet in it..." She said, "Can I borrow some money to go home by taxi?"
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He stared at her for a few moments before pulling out a twenty-dollar note from his wallet.
They were located quite far from the mansion, and 20 dollars was barely enough for Vicky to return home, so it
would be impossible for her to get anywhere else.
"Um... Can I have another twenty?"
"You can't," he said expressionlessly.
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To think that the almighty CEO of the Hart Corporation who once gave me a black card can be this stingy...' Vicky
thought. Not daring to protect, she accepted the note and returned home.
When Tyler returned to his office, someone knocked on the door and Harry walked in with a woman's bag.
"Mister Hart, this is Missus Hart's bag..." 1
"Alright," Tyler said. "You may leave." i Harry set the bag on the desk and stepped out of the room.