Chapter 273
Meanwhile, Sheila had been gazing at Harvey Sparks the moment his identity was revealed.
She heard about Harvey Sparks before. He had made himself well-known to everyone in the city after
what he did.
However, she did not know Tyler yet at that time. Due to her small social circle, she never met Harvey
either. When she got lucky to have Tyler laid an eye on her, Harvey had already lost to Tyler and left.
The people who knew what happened carefully concealed what happened between Harvey Sparks and
Tyler. No one was daring enough to mention it.
Sheila had only gotten some random pieces of information from several people.
After Harvey left the city, it was like he disappeared from the radar. No one knew where he went. His
name and photos disappeared from the internet after a night.
Sheila felt conflicted. When Tyler was sent to the hospital after getting shot, she had met Harvey
before. At that time, it was obvious how protective he was of Vicky.
She did not overthink it because she did not think Vicky would try to have an ambiguous relationship
with another man based on how much she loved Tyler. In spite of that, it never occurred to her that the
man she saw in the hospital was Harvey Sparks.
Tylerâs deep, clear voice pulled Sheila back from her thoughts.
âSo are you still going to go with him?â
Sheila raised her head and saw Tyler looking at Vicky, whose head was lowered. Due to the dim light,
Sheila could not see the womanâs expression.
Vicky did not say anything, but she tried to pull her hand out from Harveyâs hand. Everyone knew what
that action meant.
Harveyâs face changed. ââVickyâ¦â
Without looking at him, Vicky said, âThank you for your help, Mister Sparks, but itâs getting late now. I
should get going.â
Tyler shot Harvey a disdainful look before walking off, Vickyâs wrist still in his grip.
When they passed by Sheila, he stopped. âI have something to do, so Iâm not going to send you back,â
he said plainly. âGo back to the restaurant and wait for a while. Iâll get Harry to send you back.â
Sheilaâs eyes wavered. Nonetheless, she nodded obediently, quietly.
Tyler held Vicky by her wrist and walked to where his car was parked. He had a pair of long legs, so the
steps he took were large. His handsome face was gloomy, and he seemed to be in a seriously bad
mood.
Vicky, on the other hand, was limping behind him as he forcefully dragged her. There were a few times
she nearly fell.
Frowning at the sight, Harvey could not stand it anymore.
âTyler,â he reminded, âVicky sprained her ankle.â
With a cold face, Tyler said, âWhat does that have to do with you?â
Harvey pursed his lips tightly. âIf youâre not going to treasure her, why do you insist on keeping her by
your side?â
Tyler scoffed. âHarvey Sparks, youâre the last person in this world who has the right to tell me this.â
By that time, Tyler had reached his car. He opened the door and shoved Vicky into the car before
getting into the driverâs seat. A few seconds later, the engine started and disappeared from Harvey and
Sheilaâs sight.
The car sped down the road, and the scenery outside the window flashed by quickly.
Vicky sat fearfully in the car as she saw the number on the speedometer increasing. Finally, she could
not stand it anymore.
âTyler, can you slow down?â
He was grabbing the steering wheel with his clean, slender fingers while looking ahead with a straight
face.