Chapter 1172: Chapter 1175

Chapter 1175

Vicky’s heart turned cold. “Okay… Miss Young, Mister Hart, I hope you can forgive me after this,” she

said through gritted teeth before she downed three glasses of wine. She coughed as the taste of tannin

tickled her throat. Soon, a flush of red stained her cheeks.

She looked at Tyler and asked, “Are you happy now, Mister Hart?”

‘ As if. You can’t seriously think your wrong can be forgiven by just drinking three glasses of wine,

right?” Tyler replied coldly.

Vicky clenched her hands angrily. ‘He’s making my life difficult on purpose!’

Seeing this, the boss immediately laughed and said awkwardly, “Vicky, now that you’ve finished three

glasses, you still need to toast Mister Hart and Miss Young separately.”

By then, Vicky started to feel a little dizzy. She was sure she would be lying face down on the floor if

she had to drink another two glasses of wine.

‘Ugh… Why does Tyler insist on making my life difficult?’ thought Vicky. Suddenly, propped up by liquid

courage, she did not want to continue this charade anymore.

She was about to give Tyler a piece of her mind when Sheila quickly stood up with a glass of water in

her hand and said,”

Ms. Shaw, I hope you don’t mind me toasting you with water instead of wine, but let’s forget everything

about what happened after I drink this.”

Having said that, Sheila immediately downed the glass of water. “There, all done.”

The anger Vicky felt moments ago disappeared instantly after that. She was the one in the wrong, yet

Sheila was kind enough to defuse the situation for her. Not to mention, Sheila was the one who so

kindly arranged tonight’s meeting. Thus, Vicky knew it would be rude of her to explode in anger.

“I should be the one toasting you, Miss Young.” After taking a deep breath, Vicky downed the glass of

wine in her hand. All she had to do was to drink one more glass.

‘One more glass and I’m done. But if Tyler insists on making my life difficult… well, I can give him a

piece of my mind then …’ she told herself.

However, contrary to her expectations, Tyler simply accepted the glass of wine from Vicky and downed

it in one go without a word. After that, Chelsea and the boss found some safe topics to talk about, and

the atmosphere in the room slowly became less tense.

Vicky became dizzier as the wine slowly worked itself in her system. Chelsea noticed this happening,

so she worriedly asked her, “Vicky, are you okay?”

“I… I’m fine…” Vicky shook her head in a bid to try to wake herself up, but this only made her even

dizzier.

“Vicky, are you drunk?” Chelsea asked again when she saw Vicky was about to fall off her chair.

“No… No, I’m not drunk… I’m just feeling…a little dizzy.”

Sheila, too, noticed something was not quite right with Vicky, so she said, “Ms. Shaw is probably drunk.

Why don’t you bring her up to rest?” She looked at the time and added, ” It’s getting late. I have another

event to attend,s o please excuse me for making a move first.”

Then, as if on cue, everyone turned to look at Tyler in unison. He was swirling the wine glass in his

hand and did not seem to have any intention of leaving.

Miss Young, would you like me to call you a cab?” asked Chelsea’s boss.

“No, it’s okay. My manager is waiting outside for me,” Sheila replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Chelsea’s boss did not keep her any longer.

After Sheila left the room, Chelsea pulled up the drunk Vicky and, in a small voice, said to Tyler, “Mister

Hart, I’ll bring Vicky up.”

Tyler turned to look at the drunk Vicky and said nonchalantly, “That won’t be necessary. Leave her

here, and you may all leave now.”