Chapter 1325
âYouâre a quick learner. If this was any other day, you mightâve won.â Old Mister Hart pointed to the
chessboard.â The reason you lost today wasnât because youâre not good at playing chess but because
your mind was all over the place.â
Vicky instinctively looked toward the door. âWhy hasnât Tyler come to get me yet? What could they be
talking about?â
Old Mister Hart noticed her gaze. He sipped his coffee before saying, âDonât worry. Iâm sure Tyler will
be able to handle those two even if heâs lost his memory.â
Vicky knew what Old Mister Hart was implying. She turned back to him, but he did not seem to notice
that as he continued, âThe Hart family is known to produce many talented heirs, but Tyler is the most
talented in his generation. Heâs not only smart but capable as well. To tell the truth, Iâve come to regret
my decision.â
âRegret your decision?â Vicky was confused. âDo you mean letting the other family members kick him
out of the family?â
âThat, and more on not doing anything about Orion and Valencia.â
âWhat do you mean?â
Old Mister Hart sighed. âI heard about what Orion and Valencia did to Tyler while I was in the hospital,
yet I didnât do anything. Tyler might be a Hart, but I donât have much love for him, frankly speaking.
After nearly crippling Lincoln because of you, I thought he deserved to be punished by Orion and
Valencia. Since he didnât die at their hands, I thought itâd be okay to let the matter slide. This mistake of
mine nearly destroyed Tyler.â
Vickyâs expression changed. âWhat do you mean?â
âDo you remember the time Tyler was poisoned before you two broke up?â
After thinking about it, Vicky nodded. âYes.â
It was because of that incident Tyler lost faith in Vicky. Still, she had no idea what happened.
Old Mister Hart looked at Vicky. âThen, do you know that thereâs no cure for the kind of poison he had?â
Vickyâs pupils shrank. âThatâs impossible! I remember he was cured of the poison then. Plus, heâs
obviously doing fine now. If
âVicky, have you ever thought that you might be his poison?â
Vicky was a little taken aback. âWhat do you mean?â
Old Mister Hart smiled mysteriously. âItâs getting late. Why donât you go look for Tyler?â
Vicky frowned, but she got up from the table. She was playing chess on the second floor while Tyler
was talking to Orion and Valencia on the third floor.
Once there, she got a whiff of a strong alcohol smell. After that, someone whistled at her.
âWell hello there, gorgeous!â
Turning, she spotted a man around 30 years old stumbling toward her while using the wall as support.
The handsome, well-dressed man looked familiar, but she could not be sure since there was not
enough light to see his face clearly.
However, one thing was for sure, she was disgusted by how the man was leering at her.
Vicky looked away from him and walked past him with a poker face. Just when she was about to leave,
the man grabbed her roughly by the wrist.