Chapter 1294: Chapter 1297

“Missus Hart, where are you now?” came Harry’s anxious voice.

“I’m out having dinner with friends…”

“While I was on the phone with Mister Hart moments ago, the call suddenly went silent. I thought the

signal was bad, so I called back, but there was still no response. Has something happened to Mister

Hart?” Harry’s voice trembled.

Vicky remembered the rainy day when Tyler had gone alone to the rooftop. She paled and stood up

abruptly. “I’ll go home and check.”

With no time to spare, Vicky hung up the phone immediately. She grabbed her bag from the table and

hurriedly said,” Cece, Jennifer, I have an urgent matter to attend to. I’m afraid I can’t stay and have

dinner with you.”

Seeing the worry on Vicky’s face, Cece asked, “Vicky, what’s wrong?”

“Tyler suddenly went radio-silent, and I’m worried that something might’ve happened to him.”

Understanding the urgency of the situation, both Cece and Jennifer reassured her, “Go ahead, Vicky.

Don’t worry about us.”

Vicky was in such a hurry that she did not even have time to settle the bill. “I’ll pay for the meal another

day. I need to go now.”

“It’s alright, Vicky. Go.”

As she stepped out of the restaurant, Vicky was about to call for a cab when an ordinary-looking man

approached her. “Missus Hart, let me take you home.”

“Armin?” Vicky was surprised to see the man. “Why are you here?”

She recognized him as one of Tyler’s drivers.

Armin’s gaze shifted as he replied, “Uh… I happened to be nearby, and Mister Hart’s assistant

contacted me, asking me to give you a ride home.”

In her hurry to get back, Vicky did not read too much into his words and simply got into Armin’s car.

“Well, hurry and take me home.”

Armin agreed and promptly started the car.

Standing at the entrance of the mansion, Vicky saw the entire place was pitch-black, and her heart

sank. At this time, Tyler should have been working in the study, but there was not a single light on in

the mansion.

‘Did something happen to him?’ she thought.

Vicky hurried inside anxiously and turned on the lights in the living room before heading upstairs.

As she scanned the house, she noticed a familiar figure on the couch in the living room.

Her footsteps halted, and she rushed over. “Tyler!” She stood in front of him, her concern evident. “Are

you okay?”

The man was leaning back on the couch, his eyes tightly shut.

Vicky grew even more anxious from his lack of response and took out her phone to call a doctor.

Just then, Tyler opened his eyes abruptly. “Why are you back? ” he asked hoarsely.

Vicky stilled and turned to look at him. “Are you alright?”

He looked away. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Why didn’t you answer your phone just now?”

On her way back, Vicky tried calling Tyler, but there was no one answering her call.

He lowered his gaze and said calmly, “I fell asleep.”