Chapter 662


    Chapter 662


    The noon sunlight shone into the office through the window, and Tyler sat backzily on his chair,


    seemingly taking a break.


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    He opened his eyes when Vicky and Noah stepped through the door. “Take a seat.”


    Vicky nced around and did not see anyone else, so she asked, “Where’s the robber?”


    He shot her a look and said, “Am I supposed to keep that1 thing’ here in my office to breathe the same


    air as I do?”


    Tyler was a clean freak both physically and mentally, so Vicky did not say another word as she took a


    seat on the couch.


    She turned around and saw Noah standing frozen in ce.” Noah, why don’t youe and sit?”


    “Oh, sure.”


    Tyler nced at Noah coldly before making an internal call.” Bring him in.”


    A few minutester, someone knocked on the door, and Harry walked in with a creepy-looking man.


    “Mister Hart, he’s here.”


    Tyler turned his attention from Noah to the man. “Are you the one who stole her bag?”


    The man nced at Vicky and nodded. “That’s right.”


    “When and where did you steal her bag?”


    The man answered the questions ordingly and seemed terrified, knowing that he had crossed


    someone he should not have.”… I saw no one else around and thisdy dressed like a rich person, so I


    started getting ideas…and went to snatch her bag out of her hands.”


    Tyler stared at the man sharply. “Where are the documents inside the bag?”


    The man froze for a few moments before stealing a nce at Vicky and saying, “I’ve only taken the


    money. The documents meant nothing to me…so I threw them away.”


    The subtle look toward Vicky was noticed by everyone in the room, and Noah instantly lifted an


    eyebrow as he thought, ‘I guess I’m in for a show today.’


    “Where did you throw them?” Tyler asked.


    The man dared not to look at Tyler and nced around the room. “Um… I just tossed it randomly after


    taking the money, so I don’t remember where I threw them…”


    “Where?” Tyler repeated.


    “I… I don’t know.”


    The look in Tyler’s eyes darkened. “Did you throw the documents along with the bag, or just the


    documents?” i


    “I… I threw them together.”


    Tyler shot him a side-long nce. “You said that she looks rich from the way she dressed, which


    means you should know that the content of her bag is valuable.” He tapped his long fingers against his


    desk rhythmically.