Chapter 113
Chapter 113
While Sebastian and Vicky were talking, Vicky’s phone rang. She took out her
phone and realized it was a call from Cece. She stood up and said,” Excuse me.
I need to take this.”
Sebastian replied softly, “Sure.”
Vicky went to a quiet corner and answered the phone.
“Vicky,” came Cece’s voice from the phone. “Have you been to the bar lately?”
“No. What’s wrong?” Vicky asked.
Cece lowered her voice and answered, “Something happened at the bar.”
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Vicky’s eyes wavered. “What happened?”
“Nikki resigned!” Cece answered.
“Resign?” Vicky frowned. “Why?”
“I don’t know the exact reason either. At first, I heard she felt unwell and stopped
performing for a few days. After that, she resigned. Everyone in the bar is
saying that you went to give her a lecture that day and forced her to resign.”
Vicky thought about it and replied, “Alright. I understand.”
After that, they talked for a short while before she hung up.
On the way back to her table, various thoughts of why Nikki would resign
flashed through her mind, and without Vicky realizing it, she accidentally
knocked over someone. The person staggered a few steps back and knocked
on a vase that was half the height of a human. 1
Crash! The vase and the person fell together.
“I’m sorry!” Startled, Vicky hurried over to help the person up. When she saw
who the person was, she was stunned.
“Nikki?” she said. “Why are you here?”
Nikki fell and sat on the cold floor with humiliation and shame on her face. She
bit her lower lip. “Miss Shaw, I’ve already resigned. Why won’t you let me go?
Are you only satisfied when I have no other option but to die?” 1
The commotion attracted the diners’ attention. Before Vicky could understand
what was happening, a tall man walked toward them.
He was drop-dead handsome with a cold impression that suffocated people.
The way he walked looked so noble and powerful. There was no expression on
his face, yet he emitted a domineering vibe.
“Tyler…” Vicky did not expect to meet both of them here together and was
dazed. 1
Nikki remained on the floor. Her slim and artist-like fingers were pierced by the Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.
broken vase, and she began to bleed.
Tyler’s blue eyes turned dark when he saw it. He looked back at the waitress
who was standing by the side dumbfoundedly. “Get Miss Mayland up and have
a doctor treat her injury.”
Quickly enough, Nikki was brought to a clinic.
Vicky turned to look at Tyler, who was dispersing a cold aura. When she was
about to say something, the waitress who helped Nikki ran over in a hurry.
Her voice was anxious like she was about to cry.
“Mister Hart, Miss Mayland…
“Miss Mayland refuses to let the doctor look at her injuries!”