Chapter 1387
Instead of heading to the hospital for a checkup, Tyler called his subordinate. âSend me all the
surveillance footage from the Hartsâ mansion,â he instructed.
About 10 minutes later, Tyler received all the surveillance videos.
Meanwhile, as Vicky arrived at the mansion, she was promptly greeted by Valenciaâs associates.
Valencia was seated in the grand hall on the ground floor, dressed in a tight backless dress. Her figure
was alluring and her appearance was youthful, despite her actual age.
Elegantly reclined on the sofa while sipping tea, she lifted her gaze lazily as Vicky approached. Instead
of inviting her to sit or bother with insincere pleasantries, she simply said,â Braxton has been
discharged.â
Vicky looked at her in a similarly detached manner. âI imagine you called me here for something
important, Missus Hart.â
âEveryone knows who injured Braxton, and so do we. Tyler not only injured Braxton but also harmed
his own uncle in the process.â Valencia set her teacup down, her tone harsh as she continued, âThis is
Zendonia, and nobody can punish Tyler here, but once he returns to the Hart family, this kind of
behavior wonât go unpunished. There have to be some consequences.â
She shot Vicky a cold look. âUltimately, you caused this whole incident. Itâs almost impossible to expect
Tyler to apologize. Since youâre the woman he refuses to let go of even in the face of death, heâs
thrown caution to the wind and created countless troubles for your sake. It shouldnât be too difficult for
you to do something in return for Tylerâs sake, right?â
Vicky was surprised. âSo you used Tyler as leverage to blackmail me into coming here, just to make me
apologize to Braxton?â
âWhat else? Did you think I brought you here to kill you?â Valencia smirked mockingly. âYouâre Tylerâs
Achillesâ heel. No one would dare to lay their hands on you.â
Mothers rarely developed close bonds with their daughters- in-law. Since Tyler had repeatedly defied
Valencia and openly confronted her for Vickyâs sake, Valenciaâs hatred for Vicky ran deep.
Valencia handed a document resting on the coffee table to Vicky. âThis share transfer agreement is a
gesture of
apology to Braxton. Although itâs far from enough, itâs better than nothing. It can and deliver it to
Braxton on Tylerâs behalf.â
Vicky flipped through the document and realized Valencia had transferred two percent of the company
share to Braxton, which was equivalent to an astronomical figure most people could not dream of
getting in a lifetime.
Vicky stared at Valencia. âIâm amazed that youâre willing to make such a sacrifice for Tyler.â
It was hardly sarcasm as Vicky truly felt shocked.
Valencia and Orion had never felt much for Tyler, and Vicky doubted they would shed a single tear if
Tyler died.
Surprisingly, they were willing to give up two percent of their share for Tylerâs sake.
The Hart family was a big family with countless members competing for power, so two percent of the
share meant a lot.
Valencia froze for a brief moment before saying coldly,â Tyler is my son. No matter how distant we are,
he falls under my side of the family in the eyes of outsiders. After all the things he did, weâll all suffer for
his recklessness.
âOld Mister Hart never liked Braxton, and what Tyler did can easily be used against us. If we want to
continue to survive in this family, certain sacrifices are necessary.â She stared viciously at Vicky and
said, âVicky Shaw, do you understand why I hate you now?â