Chapter 416


    Chapter 416


    Vicky was held in ce by Tyler’s arms.


    Later that night, Vicky had an odd dream.


    She saw a thick fog before her and saw herself being chased by someone else from a third person’s


    perspective.


    She had disguised herself, changed her passport, and gone through all difficulties to finally arrive at the


    airport. As soon as she boarded the ne, she spotted a familiar figure.


    The man, who seemed to notice her gaze on him, looked up quietly as he sat elegantly on his seat.


    “You seem disappointed to see me, don’t you?’ He said. “Did you really think you could escape?” He


    smirked. “If you enjoy ying tag so much, maybe… I can let you run to another country and have fun


    for a few days before Ie for you again. How does that sound?”


    The scene changed suddenly, and a man tied up by ropes appeared before her for reasons beyond her


    comprehension. She could not see his face, but her other self in the dream seemed anxious when she


    saw the man who was tied up.


    She looked at the majestic man on the couch and said, “I was the one who told him to take me with


    him! This isn’t his fault! Just punish me if you want… I’m begging you. Let him go, okay?’


    The man shot her a half-smile. ‘You sure care about him, huh? Your standards have lowered…”


    “It’s really not his fault…”


    “Is that so?”


    “Yes. Please let him go,’ she pleaded.


    Vicky scowled at the sight of the malicious look in the man’s eyes. She did not know why she would be


    dreaming of such a scene, but the Vicky she saw in her dream seemed a little hysterical and ignorant


    of the fact that the more she pleaded, the more enraged the man would be.


    She turned her attention back to her other self in the dream and though they shared the exact same


    appearances, the Vicky in her dream had clearer eyes that looked far more innocent, whereas, in


    reality, she was no longer as innocent.


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    “I can let him go,” the man on the couch said. “But…”


    Her eyes lit up and she immediately said, “I can do anything as long as you let him go!”


    The man’s lips curled into a cold smile. “Come here and kiss me.”


    Vicky froze. “What?”


    “Do you need me to teach you what kissing is?”


    “But…”


    “What’s wrong? Are you worried that Mister Torres will be upset?”


    She nced at the man on the ground and slowly walked toward the man on the couch.


    “Vicky, don’t!” Mister Torres roared. “Vicky, don’t trust him. He’ll never let me go anyway!”


    The man on the couch chuckled and narrowed his eyes ruthlessly.” Someone breaks his legs for me.”


    Two bodyguards dressed in ck came over holding baseball bats in their hands.


    “No!” Vicky hurried over to the man on the couch, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes to nt a


    brief kiss on his lips.


    “Vicky Shaw, I said kiss, not a peck,” the man said coldly.