Chapter 1288


    Chapter 1288


    “Vicky.” Tyler’s warm breath brushed against Vicky’s skin.” Are you protecting me?”


    Her gaze shifted away, and she ignored his question. “We need to maintain a united image and confirm


    some details. If they ask us where we traveled to and we end up saying two different ces—mmph!”


    Instantly, her words were swallowed by his lips as he kissed her passionately.


    She froze for a moment and started to push him away.” Tyler, I’m being serious here…”


    Tyler, however, grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the office desk, deepening their kiss.


    After a long while, he finally turned his head to release her temporarily.


    Theck of oxygen left Vicky panting as she red at the man before her. “Tyler Hart!”


    “Vicky, I’m very happy,” his gaze toward her was profound, sending shivers down her spine.


    Vicky was taken aback. “You…are happy?”


    Although they managed to handle the board meeting temporarily, there was hardly anything to be


    happy about as she knew the others would still find ways to test Tyler’s limits. Moreover, Tyler had


    physically hurt someone, and she did not know if there would be any repercussions in secret.


    ‘Despite all that, he’s happy?’ she thought in confusion. ‘Has his memory started to mix up again? Is his


    condition worsening? Or had his cognition deteriorated to this extent, making it impossible for him to


    distinguish between good and bad things urately?’


    “Mmh,” he replied huskily while gently kissing her cheek. “ You don’t need to sacrifice yourself in this


    way for me, though. Their opinions don’t matter to me.”


    Vicky wanted to say something, but Tyler lowered his head again and kissed her once more. Vicky


    could not push him away.


    After sticking together for the entire afternoon, Tyler finally let her go before Harry arrived.


    After discussing matters about the uing press conference, Harry drove Vicky and Tyler back


    home.


    Just as they were about to leave, Tyler suddenly called out to Harry, “Harry,e to my study.”


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    Harry’s expression shifted slightly. “Sure.” He knew Tyler must have something to discuss with him


    privately.


    In the study, Harry made sure to close the door securely before asking, “Mister Hart, what do you need


    me to do?”


    “How is Mister Zend doing?” Tyler asked.


    “He only has a concussion.”


    Harry understood what Tyler was getting at when he brought up Mister Zend as he knew Tyler’s


    temperament well. Although he would not care about insults from others, it did not mean he would


    tolerate them. Mister Zend was definitely going to be punished for what he did.


    As a capable assistant, Harry knew he had to be mindful of Tyler’s intentions and asked, “Mister Hart,


    should I teach Mister Zend some psychological lessons or physical ones?”


    Psychological lessons would involve setting traps to ruin him financially, causing him extreme mental


    distress but sparing physical harm. Physical lessons, on the other hand, were much more


    straightforward and brutal.


    To Harry’s bewilderment, Tyler said, “That won’t be necessary. Visit him with a fruit basket.”


    Harry instinctively asked, “Do you want me to poison the apples?”