Chapter 889


    Chapter 889


    Tyler scowled. “Don’t wear any backless dress. I don’t like it.”


    “It’s fine. I like it.” “No.”


    Vicky stared into his eyes. “And if I insist on wearing one?”


    Tyler looked at her unblinkingly for a while before saying, “It looks like we won’t be attending the


    gathering after all.”


    She froze. “What do you mean?”


    He narrowed his eyes dangerously and brushed his lips against her cheek. “Are you sure you want to


    seduce me again, Vicky?”


    Realization finally dawned on Vicky. “You’re the one who can’t control yourself, yet you me it all on


    me,” she muttered. “You use me of seducing you, then say that I don’t look good in backless


    dresses…”


    “I never said you don’t look good in one,” Tyler said.


    Vicky wanted to argue but instantly realized that he was right.


    It was already rude of them to bete to a family gathering, and it would be atrocious for them to not


    show up at all.


    “Fine. I won’t wear a backless dress.” Vicky caved. “Just get off of me.”


    Instead of getting up, Tyler requested, “I’ll pick what you wear.”Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    Vicky thought that he was offering to help out of guilt for tearing her dress apart, so she nodded. “Sure.”


    Tyler went into the closet, and after searching for a long while, he finally picked something.


    When Vicky saw the clothes he picked, she blurted out,” Tyler, have you gone mad? Why are you


    taking my pajamas out?”


    “It suits you.”


    “Are you trying to embarrass me at the party, Tyler?” Memories of the past crossed her mind, and her


    expression darkened. “Do you want others tough at me for wearing something like this?”


    “No one will dare tough at you with me around,” he said.


    Vicky’s heart fluttered slightly, but she shook her head regardless. “No way. Even if they won’tugh at


    me to my face, they’ll all think that I’m crazy.”


    Seeing how determined she was, Tyler went on to pick out a set of exercise attire. “This one, then.”


    “… I can’t wear a jersey and yoga pants to a party.”


    “It’s a family gathering. You don’t really have to get all dressed up,” he said.


    Though it was a family gathering, Vicky did not see the Harts as her family.


    Vicky had apanied Valencia to numerous social gatherings and even attended a few so-called


    ‘family banquets’, which were nothing more than asions for ttery and degradation.


    At these gatherings, youngdies of high status and elegant women wouldpare themselves to one


    another relentlessly.


    Vicky, with her own respectable background, had witnessed such events before. However, it was not


    until she attended these banquets with Valencia that she truly understood the extravagance of top-tier


    aristocratic gatherings.


    Everything from clothes, shoes, and handbags, to the jewelry adorning their bodies was put on disy


    forparison.


    Anything that could be seen with eyes was considered a unt of one’s status. Hence, attending such


    an asion in sportswear would not only subject Vicky to ridicule, but people would also consider her


    mad.


    “No.” Vicky refused to wear such hideous attire to the family banquet, no matter what.


    The two of them reached an impasse.


    In the end, theypromised and chose a moderately fashionable and casual outfit that would not be


    too eyecatching at the banquet, yet still avoided making Vicky look out of ce.


    The family banquet was held at Old Mister Hart’s traditional mansion, a ce Vicky had been to before.


    When they arrived at the venue, everyone was already seated and engaged in conversations.


    As soon as they saw Tyler and Vicky enter, the chatter abruptly ceased, and the atmosphere became


    unnaturally quiet.