Aurora had devised countless strategies to torment Tyler. For instance, during their meals, she would
have Tyler watch from the sidelines.
They would have cold drinks under the scorching sun, and she would even assign him childishly
mundane tasks like serving food and pouring wine, treating him as if he were a waiter.
Vicky allowed Aurora to do as she pleased without intervening.
After several days of these antics, Tyler remained unfazed while Aurora started to tire herself out.
Compared to the torment Tyler endured in the past, Auroraâs choices hardly caused any discomfort.
Auroraâs goal was to make Tyler feel uncomfortable, aiming to make him suffer as she had believed
Vicky had. However, Tyler remained unresponsive, which made Aurora lose interest in her endeavors.
Recently, Aurora received a new script, so she was more focused on studying her lines at home and no
longer wanted to waste her energy on annoying him.
Vicky and Jennifer walked ahead, all while discussing Willowâs situation and the rudeness of this
troublesome couple.
âVicky, that man was merely acting on impulse, but the real troublemaker is the heiress. Sheâs
convinced that Willow
seduced her husband and has threatened to teach her a lesson sheâll never forget. Sheâs
unreasonable,â Jennifer added.
Dealing with difficult clients was one thing, but facing someone so irrational was another.
Anyone who frequented this entertainment club was either rich or influential.
As soon as they entered the club, many people recognized Tyler. A well-dressed man came up and
warmly greeted Tyler.
âMister Hart, is that really you? Are you here for work, or are you here to have fun? The owner of this
club is my friend. Let me have some drinks sent over!â
Tyler politely declined. âNo, thank you.â
The man did not insist and exchanged a few more pleasantries with Tyler before leaving.
Before reaching their reserved private room, they encountered numerous people who recognized Tyler.
Even Vicky became the target of flattering attention.
Seeing that they were running late, Vicky gave Tyler an ultimatum. âEither you stop following us, or you
find a way to make
yourself unrecognizable.â
Tyler remained silent for a few seconds, then made a call to have a pair of large sunglasses delivered.
Fortunately, the
lenses were large enough to cover most of his face.
With the sunglasses on, the harassment finally ceased.
When she saw Tyler still following them, Jennifer finally asked, âVicky, why is he following us?â
âLet him be. Just consider him our bodyguard.â
Jennifer cautiously glanced in Tylerâs direction. With the sunglasses on, he did fit the role of a
bodyguard well with his aura.
Upon arriving at the private roomâs entrance, Vicky lightly knocked on the door.
âCome in,â came the voice of a female, drawling as she spoke.
Vicky pushed the door open and entered the room.
A woman, just shy of thirty, reclined arrogantly on the couch. While she had a decent appearance, her
sharp demeanor
detracted from her beauty. Apart from her, there was a man in his thirties who sat beside her, nodding
and agreeing with everything she said.
Vicky greeted the woman, âMissus Ridgeâ¦â
âDonât call me Missus Ridge. You can call me Miss Thompson,â interrupted the woman with a
domineering tone. âA person
like him who married into my family has no right to make me take his last name.â
Hearing this, the man sitting beside her dared not speak a word.
Vicky corrected herself, saying, âMiss Thompson. Iâm here today regarding the matter involving our
employee.â
Miss Thompson lifted her chin arrogantly. âAre you here to apologize for that sl*t?â
Vicky smiled. âIt is our fault that you werenât satisfied with our service. Weâd like to apologizeââ
Miss Thompson interrupted impolitely again. âShe seduced my husband, and you didnât even mention
it. Do you think your employee did nothing wrong?!â