Chapter 290
It was not a bad idea for her to start afresh and seek an alternative path elsewhere.
While she mulled over this, someone opened the door rudely.
Slam!
Vicky was startled as she looked at the door, her heart racing.
In came Tyler, his expression flat. He pursed his lips into a tight line as an ominous aura emanated
from him.
She had no idea how she annoyed him again and felt conflicted by his behavior.
âWhat is it?â
He stood at the door and stared at her for a few seconds before asking, âDo you really need people to
keep asking you to have dinner?â
âI told Nanny Paterson that my work isnât finished and that you should eat without me.â
âI donât like eating alone,â he replied, histone chilling. âCome down and eat with me.â
âBut my work isnât done yetâ¦â
âYou can continue later,â Tyler said.
Vicky frowned. âIâm not hungry yet.â
His eyes darkened. âVicky Shaw, Iâm going to say it for one last time. Get your *ss down for dinner.â
Vicky did not like the way he was ordering her. It reminded her of the awful week she spent in
Arrowtown.
She said coldly, âDonât I have the freedom to choose when to have my dinner?â
Tyler silently shot her an indescribable look. She got the chills from that.
A few seconds later, he approached her and hoisted her up in his arms without saying anything. Her
eyes were wary and her body grew taut as to what was to come.
âTyler, what are you doing?â
Tyler said calmly, âSince you donât want to eat, letâs do something else. Maybeâ¦youâll be hungry later.â
In the end, none of them had their dinner that night.
On the second day, Tyler also returned home on time for dinner, but yet again, Vicky was not in the
dining room.
He looked at Nanny Paterson. âAsk Vicky to come down for dinner.â
Nanny Paterson looked back with hesitation. âSirâ¦Missus finished her dinner before you came back.â
His eyes darkened. âIs that so?â
That was all he said before he walked upstairs.
Nanny Paterson looked at him walking fiercely up the stairs and felt worried.
This time, Vicky finished her dinner before Tyler was back. She did not want to give Tyler the chance
and reason to sleep with her. As she sat at the table, her mind tinkered with the ideas and logistics of
moving her career overseas, even though her eyes were looking at the book in front of her.
Slam! The door flew open violently.
After yesterdayâs experience, she was quick to calm down.
âTyler,â she said while looking at the gloomy man, âCan you please knock before coming in?â
âWhy should I knock when this is my house?â
Vicky knew Tyler was just looking for trouble, yet she could not help herself.
âAs the CEO of Hart Corporation, you shouldnât be so rude and impolite, right?â
A cynical look appeared on his handsome face while he smiled evilly. Yet, he did not really smile
because he was happy. There was no trace of emotion in the depths of his eyes.