Chapter 210


    Chapter 210


    Vicky’s heart sank.


    It was a bracelet that symbolized eternal love, and since Tyler seemed obsessed with the bracelet,


    anyone would assume that he was buying it as a gift to his wife.


    However, since she had grown estranged from Tyler and he was seen frequently with She, Vicky


    knew it was more likely a gift for She.


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    Money meant nothing but a series of numbers to Tyler, and he would spend millions without a care as


    long as he wanted something.


    Vicky did not say a word, and since Mister Kirby had stopped bidding, Tyler eventually bought the


    bracelet at 550 million.


    Since the final item was sold, the auction ended and the staff hurried to the first room to serve Tyler.


    Vicky, Cece, and Mister Kirby did not stay for long and got up to leave.


    The air outside the hall felt far more refreshing, and the feeling that she was about to suffocate


    vanished.


    Mister Kirby nced at the time and said, “It’s gettingte. Let me send you back.1′


    Cece lived in an area that was closer in distance, so Mister Kirby sent her home first.


    It was close to midnight by the time Cece was home, and he nced at the rearview mirror to find


    Vicky staring out the window dazedly.


    “Are you in a bad mood?”


    She stared at the dark sky nkly and whispered, “No. I’m just a bit tired.”


    “Are you fighting with Tyler Hart?”


    She turned to look at him.


    Both Vicky and Cece were sitting in the back seat earlier, so she could only see his side profile.


    Seemingly clueless to the way she was looking at him, he said, “I’m sorry for what I said earlier.”


    “What did you say?”


    He kept his long fingers on the steering wheel and exined, “I thought that he was bidding for that


    bracelet for your sake. I didn’t notice that he was with his lover until I walked past his room on my way


    to the washroom. N


    The scandal concerning Tyler had not been new to the city, but since the press was always great with


    making up stories, Mister Kirby did not pay the rumors much mind. However, seeing how Tyler was at


    the auction with the woman he saw from the hospital the time before, he finallyprehended the


    situation.


    Not knowing what to say, Vicky lowered her gaze in silence, and he quieted down as well.


    The street lights flew by outside the window as Mister Kirby asked abruptly, “Have you not thought of


    leaving him?”


    As Tyler’s wife, it was easy to look into Vicky’s background. Just like how she had looked into him.


    Mister Kirby had likely done a thorough check on her.


    She never enjoyed discussing how she felt, but perhaps she was holding back on her emotions too


    hard, or she was simply provoked by how Tyler spent 550 million without batting an eye for She’s


    sake, she said, “You should be asking if I’ve prepared myself for being dumped instead.” 1


    “Being dumped?” he repeated. “Being dumped and leaving on your own record are two different


    concepts.”


    “I know.”


    “So you’d rather wait to be dumped than leave?”


    She gazed out at the sky. “Even if I do want to leave, I’d need his consent to do so-!”


    Before she could finish, the car drifted and came close to hitting the fences.


    Mister Kirby had always been a great driver, so she was startled by the sudden turn. ’What happened?”