Chapter 1097: Chapter 1100

Chapter 1100

Tyler started to lose track of what he truly wanted.

Vicky observed Tyler anxiously, worrying that he might be provoked to shoot.

“Vicky.” Lincoln’s voice sounded behind her. “I don’t need you to protect me.” He pulled Vicky to stand

behind him and continued, “I’m the one who’s supposed to protect you.”

Vicky paled. “Lincoln, don’t be reckless…”

He interrupted her. “I’m not being reckless. This is a decision that I made after a long thought process.”

He lowered his head to gaze at her gently. “This time, I’m not letting anyone take you away, even if it

costs me my life.”

“…” Vicky found herself at a loss for words.

Tyler despised Lincoln to the core. If Lincoln were to confront him head-on, it would only result in his

untimely demise without any positive outcome.

“Lincoln…” Vicky wanted to calm him down, but before she could utter a word, a burst of chilling, low

laughter abruptly broke the silence.

“Have I interrupted an intimate conversation between you two?”

Vicky turned her head and found Tyler’s expression dark and menacing. His cold, piercing gaze fell

upon her, which was then shielded by Lincoln.

The air was filled with an ominous aura, and Vicky’s chest tightened. She quickly stepped out from

behind Lincoln.

“Tyler.” She walked up to Tyler and grabbed his hand, whispering, “Let’s go, okay?”

Tyler lowered his gaze to her. “Are you begging me to leave with you?”

“Yes, I’m begging you.” Vicky clenched her teeth. “I’m begging you…to take me away from here. Can

you do that?”

She knew that Tyler enjoyed being in control, and her pleading would somehow satisfy his twisted

urges.

Although Vicky never understood where this mentality came from, she could not afford to think about

that at this moment.

Tyler laughed; his laughter was colder than the winter itself.” So, you’re begging me for his sake?” He

struggled to restrain himself, but his voice betrayed his emotions. “Vicky, you’ve never treated me like

this before!”

“I…”

“Have you ever considered why Vicky never treated you this way?” Lincoln’s voice sounded before

hers as he sneered.” All you’ve done is force, intimidate, and threaten her. If it weren’t for all that, do

you think she’d stay by your side?

Look at us now. Do you think Vicky would willingly go back with you if you weren’t pointing a gun at

me?”

The air seemed to freeze in an instant and bloodlust flickered in Tyler’s eyes as he coldly chuckled.

“Let’s see if she’ll still go back to me after you’re dead, then.”

“No-“

Bang!

A gunshot resounded through the quiet mansion.

At the last second, Vicky pushed Tyler’s arm, causing the bullet to veer off slightly. Alas, Lincoln was

still hit.

Blood oozed from his shoulder. Had Vicky not intervened, the bullet would have pierced through

Lincoln’s heart.

Vicky wanted to check on Lincoln’s condition, but she feared that Tyler might shoot again, so she kept

her eyes on Tyler.

“Tyler Hart!” Vicky’s voice trembled heavily. “Do you even know what you’re doing?!”

He had fired a gun inside the Harts’ mansion, despite all the effort and dedication it took to keep the

fact that he injured Lincoln hidden.

It was all for naught, and Vicky knew that the incident of Lincoln being shot could not possibly be

concealed.