Chapter 1112
âWhatâs going on?â rang a familiar, melodious voice in a tense tone.
Vicky jolted and looked up to find Tylerâs face before her.
Feeling as though she had been burnt by his presence, she instinctively pulled away, yet Tyler held
onto her.
He pursed his lips in displeasure as he studied her swollen cheeks. âVicky, what happened here?â
At this moment, the bodyguards finally rescued Valencia from the water.
Since she had not been in the water for long, she was relatively unharmed, but the shock had caused
her heart to ache.
The servants, upon seeing her condition, immediately took out the relaxant they carried with them and
fed them to Valencia.
After taking the medicine, her pallid face gradually regained some color, but her breathing remained
rapid.
Valencia was drenched from head to toe, with strands of water plants and leaves clinging to her hair,
completely losing her elegant and noble image.
âHow dare you?! Damn you! Damn you!â Valencia gnashed her teeth and cursed, her whole body
trembling with anger.â Bring Vicky to me. I want her dead!â
Even during the years when Orion went into a coma, she had never been humiliated to this extent.
Upon hearing Valenciaâs voice, Vicky was startled, knowing that she had to escape from here as soon
as possible, or Valencia would surely skin her alive.
Vicky tried to pull her hand away, but the manâs grip was unyielding, and she grew increasingly
anxious. âTyler, let go!â
Tyler lowered his gaze to take in Vickyâs panicked expression, his dark eyes growing cold and distant.
He raised his gaze to the disheveled state Valencia was in with a chilling glint in his eyes.
âVicky, I will make you regret ever coming into this world! Capture her and bring her back! Also, call
Orion and bring in more people! I refuse to believe that I canât deal with a powerless woman like her!â
Valencia screamed.
âTyler!â Vickyâs voice trembled. She had fought so hard for this brief window to escape, and if she was
captured once again, she would likely get killed.
âDonât be afraid.â Tyler pulled her into his embrace and said in a deep voice, âAs long as Iâm here, she
wonât lay a finger on you.â
Vicky looked up at Tyler, and her heart inexplicably fluttered.
Meanwhile, the bodyguards, who had been prepared to recapture Vicky as ordered by Valencia,
hesitated when they saw Tyler.
Valencia, becoming even more hysterical, shouted, âWhat are you all standing around for? Hurry up
and bring that wench back to me!â
âWell, Missus Hartâ¦â The bodyguards muttered gingerly.
Valenciaâs blood was boiling with anger and she was about to reprimand the bodyguards when a clear
and crisp female voice suddenly sounded, âMissus Hart, whatâs going on?â
A graceful figure stepped forward slowly.
The woman had a slender figure and a delicate face, and her beauty rivaled that of Vicky.