Chapter 1337
Despite Tylerâs formidable power and authority in Zendonia, there were certain social occasions he
could not avoid.
As they entered the venue, all eyes were instantly drawn to them. Tyler stood tall and handsome,
exuding an air of nobility. Vicky was stunningly beautiful, captivating all with her radiance.
Beautiful things naturally drew admiration, and people could not help but steal glances at the couple.
Vicky had grown used to such attention and paid it no mind. However, Tylerâs mood seemed to have
taken a dark turn, and his eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.
Concerned, Vicky looked up at him. âTyler, whatâs wrong?â
His deep, mysterious gaze fell upon her. âYou look beautiful today.â
Despite the compliment, what he was truly thinking was how much he wanted to gouge out the eyes of
those other men who dared to lay eyes on her.
Hearing Tyler praise her appearance with such sincerity made Vickyâs cheeks flush. âThank you.â
Tyler rarely said sweet words, so she felt delighted and cherished whenever he did.
Suddenly, he pulled her into his embrace, his possessiveness evident as he held her waist tightly,
shielding her from the crowdâs gaze. âLetâs attend fewer events like this in the future.â
To him, she was his alone. He felt as if the others were sharing something that was exclusively his,
even if they were only looking at Vicky.
Oblivious to his thoughts, Vicky assumed that Tyler disliked social gatherings and agreed, âAlright. If
you donât like it, weâll attend fewer events like this.â
Tylerâs expression eased slightly.
As they conversed, several business partners approached, greeting them with the usual pleasantries
and compliments.
âThis must be Missus Hart, right?â Someone smiled. âMister Hart has excellent taste. Missus Hart is
truly beautiful and elegant. You two are a perfect match, destined to be together.â
âOh, absolutely,â another chimed in. âMissus Hart is undoubtedly the most beautiful woman at the
banquet!â
âWe heard about Missus Hartâs beauty beforehand. Now that weâve seen her in person, itâs no
exaggeration to say she looks like a fairy.â
Vicky had often accompanied Tyler to such events, so she was accustomed to such flattery and
sycophancy. However, she noticed that Tylerâs expression grew increasingly dark.
People exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what they had said to displease Tyler as even the
flattering compliments seemed to have had the opposite effect on his mood.
Curious, Vicky looked at Tyler and asked, âTyler, whatâs wrong?â
His gaze darkened, but as he led her away from the crowd, he seemed to have regained his
composure. âItâs nothing.â
âIs something troubling you?â she asked worriedly, feeling like Tyler had been upset ever since they
entered the event hall.
âIâm fine.â He lowered his gaze and changed the subject.â You havenât eaten tonight. Iâll go get you
something to eat.â
âSure. Just get me whatever you want.â
âAlright,â he said. âWait here. Donât wander off. Iâll be back soon.â
âSure.â
Vicky stood still and waited for Tyler to return when someone suddenly approached her.