âI donât have the full picture of what happened in the past, but Vicky told Harvey everything when he
asked about your memory loss. This just proves how much she trusts him. Moreover, they seem to
think youâre sick in some other way and have been feeding you other kinds of medicine without you
knowing it.
âIf you ask me, these are just excuses for Vicky to poison you. She wonât stop until youâre dead, Tyler! I
even heard from your mother that Vicky tried to poison you five years ago. She wouldâve gotten her
way if your family didnât bring you home and give you the antidote.
âNow, sheâs trying to do the same thing again! As revenge for putting Harvey behind bars and to get all
your fortunes so she could be happy with Harvey! Sheâll kill you if this continues!â
Tyler heard everything Avery said. However, as a shrewd man, he would never fall for her trap.
That was until he remembered Vicky put something into his soup before serving it to him that one
morning. He was suspicious of her initially, but his trust in her won in the end. He thus assumed she
merely added some seasonings to his soup.
Then there was all the milk she had him drink every nightâ¦
Vickyâs suspicious behavior came rushing back into his mind once to feel like his head was going to
explode.
Avery jumped up in fright when she saw the pained expression on Tylerâs face. She immediately went
to hold him up. âTyler, are you okay?â
Tyler pushed her away roughly. âGet lost!â
The look of hurt flashed through Averyâs eyes. âTyler, I wasnât lying to youâ¦â
âGet lost!â repeated Tyler in a harsher tone.
Though reluctant, Avery decided to leave since she had achieved her goal. it into Tylerâs hand.
âTyler, this isnât the only evidence I have. Youâd do well to go through the document if you want to live.â
She then turned around, but a malicious smirk spread across her face soon after. She then walked out
of the office.
It was already seven oâclock at night.
Vicky kept checking her phone worriedly. She had called Tyler a few times, but he never answered. âHe
did say heâd come home for dinner, didnât he?â
The food on the table was already cold, yet Tyler never called back. The fear that something bad had
happened to him overtook Vicky.
Just when she was about to call Harry, she heard the foyer door opening.
She immediately went to welcome Tyler home. The foyer was dimly lit by a single light, causing Tyler to
look a little blurry.
âTyler, why are you home so late?â she asked while walking over to him.
Tylerâs hand, which was taking off his shoe, froze midair.
âSomething came up at work, so I stayed a bit later to deal with it,â he replied emotionlessly.