Chapter 1455


    Chapter 1455


    While speaking, Old Mister Hart’s assistant handed him a document. “Vicky, take a look at this,” he


    said.


    Vicky gazed at the document Old Mister Hart handed over, her gaze wavering. After a few seconds,


    she silently epted the papers.


    As she unfolded the first document, she realized it was a share-transfer agreement. Vicky casually


    scanned the names on it and signed her name without any hesitation.


    This share-transfer agreement was meant to transfer the shares in her possession back to Tyler, to


    which Vicky had no objections whatsoever.


    Observing her decisiveness, a hint of admiration flickered in Old Mister Hart’s eyes.


    He never disliked Vicky as Valencia had. From Tyler’s perspective, Vicky was to me for their


    breakup, but in Old Mister Hart’s eyes, Vicky was clever to have made such a choice.


    Neither Vicky nor Tyler had the leverage to resist the Hart family. Had she insisted on staying by Tyler’s


    side, they would not have been able to marry as anyone with power could have stood in their way.


    Her agreement to the breakup and her willingness to cooperate spared them a great deal of suffering.


    On top of that, it eventually caused the Harts to let their guard down, allowing them to get married in


    the end.


    Vicky’s choices, as wrong as they may seem at the time, led to favorable oues in the end.


    Though she appeared tock the powerful background and ruthless tactics of someone like Avery, she


    possessed a strong intuition.


    After signing the share-transfer agreement, Vicky moved on to the second document, and the words


    ‘Divorce Agreement ‘ appeared before her. Her eyes widened.


    The calm mask she wore began to crack, revealing her inner turmoil.


    She froze, and Old Mister Hart did not interrupt her. Instead, he simply sipped his tea in silence


    patiently.


    After a while, Vicky finally moved and started reading the terms of the divorce agreement. Once she


    finished reading, she picked up a pen and crossed out all thepensation uses.


    “I don’t need these.” Vicky lowered her gaze, her long hair concealing any expression she might have.


    “I have my studio, and I make decent money. I don’t needpensation.”


    Old Mister Hart smiled. “Apart from the house and cars, a hundred fifty million dors is enough to


    sustain a luxurious lifestyle for the rest of your life.”


    “I don’t need it,” she said. “Marriage isn’t a trade.”


    Old Mister Hart did not object or insist.


    Vicky studied the agreement for a while longer before signing her name on the designated area,


    leaving the area where Tyler was supposed to sign nk.


    Old Mister Hart’s assistant took the two documents away, and Old Mister Hart said, “Would you like to


    see Tyler onest time before he leaves?”


    Hershes fluttered. “He’s leaving?”


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    “Yes. I n to take Tyler to Molivia for treatment.”


    Vicky scowled. Before she could protest, however, Old Mister Hart continued, “Judging from Tyler’s


    current condition, he can’t take control, and anyone can easily harm him. Even a wench like Avery


    managed to set him up… He won’t be able to recover unless he returns to Molivia. I understand you


    don’t really trust me, so Tyler’s doctor, Isabe, cane along. What do you think?”