Chapter 1270
Doubt filled Vickyâs mind, and as she walked over, she noticed a few lab reports on the table.
She knew nothing about medicine and could not comprehend what was written, but the handwritten
note at the bottom of the last page caught her attention.
[Three components unknown.]
She glanced through all the pages and frowned.
Tyler seemed to have run a lot of tests to confirm if the poison was safe to use, but there was a
component that he could not identify, which he marked with a question mark.
Vicky thought back to what happened when she overheard the conversation between Avery and Tyler.
She did not catch their entire conversation but gathered enough information to conclude his intentions.
He had indeed bought that drug but claimed he had not poisoned her. He purchased it from the black
market and was not certain if it was harmless, so he left it unused.
âHad I misunderstood Tyler? Did he really not poison me?â she mulled over.
Memories of the past flashed through Vickyâs mind.
Her poison was cured with Lincolnâs help. Coincidentally, Lincoln brought her to the Hart mansion,
where she happened to overhear the conversation between Avery and Tyler. Maybe Lincoln
orchestrated it all to drive a wedge between her and Tyler.
After leaving the laboratory, Vicky searched the room thoroughly but found no other doors. She found
items she had given Tyler before like a wallet, a pen, a photograph of her back, and a ring.
When she lost her memory, she discovered these items in Tylerâs study and thought they were left
behind by his first love. When she asked him about the items, he denied it and took everything away.
Vicky found two marriage certificates in the room. One of them should have been hers, but after their
staged divorce, it ended up in his possession.
As she continued searching the room, she found some more old belongings, but nothing else.
Faint footsteps echoed from outside, and Harryâs voice followed. âMissus Hart, are you still here?â
Vicky put down the old items and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. âTyler may not
be here-â
Harryâs face visibly lightened up. âI just received a call and discovered Mister Hartâs whereabouts!â
Vickyâs spirit lifted at the news. âWhere is he?â
To this, Harryâs expression darkened slightly. âOn the rooftop.â
The rain outside had stopped, but the entire city remained damp. The cold wind howled on the rooftop,
blowing Vickyâs hair into disarray. As she approached, she saw a familiar tall figure standing by the
railing, gazing down at the busy streets below.
It was Tyler.
Vicky was about to approach him when Harry gently stopped her. âMissus Hart, Mister Hartâs emotions
might not be stable. No matter what he says laterâ¦can you please calm him down before anything
else?â
Vicky was taken aback by the underlying meaning of Harryâs words and paled. âDo you meanâ¦he
wants toâ¦â
Harryâs expression darkened slightly as he spoke in a hushed tone, âFrom the reports I received, Mister
Hart has been standing here for a while now. Heâs highly alert and skilled, so my men are hesitant to
approach him directly, fearing they might agitate him.â
Harryâs words were gentle, but Vicky understood their implications.