Chapter 354: Chapter 356

Chapter 356

Vicky closed her eyes and dialed back after a few minutes.

Beep, beep, beep…

The call was answered shortly after, but the man did not say a word, so Vicky spoke first, “I was

occupied just now and didn’t hear my phone ringing.”

A voice altered by a voice changer came through the line. “Did you not hear it, or did not simply wish

that you didn’t hear it?”

“I didn’t hear it.”

The man did not argue on the matter and asked, “Have you decided how you’re going to accomplish

your mission tonight, Miss Shaw?”

“Do I have to meet you tonight as well?” She panted heavily. “Are… Are you asking me to meet with

you every single night?”

“That’s right.’

“Tyler isn’t in Stoneford City right now and I can go out to meet you, but he’ll be back in a few days! By

then—’

“How is that my problem?” interjected the man curtly.

Vicky froze.

‘TH be waiting for you in the same hotel,” said the man before ending the call without giving her the

chance to react.

At eight that night, Vicky remained sitting in the study.

She had not been moving for hours as she stared at the laptop before her.

She did not turn on the light in the room, and the light on the screen reflected on her face.

‘Let it be,’ she thought, ‘I don’t care even if he hands the videos to Tyler or releases them online.’

Fear and guilt tormented her every single moment, and she knew that she would soon be driven mad.

She could never betray Tyler.

Vicky continued to sit dazedly for another half an hour when her phone started to ring.

She glanced at her phone. Instead of ignoring it, she answered the call expressionlessly.

“Vicky Shaw, you’re late,” the man said in displeasure.

“Yeah,” she said coldly.

The man was sharp enough to spot the difference in her tone and said,” Where are you right now,

Vicky?”

“At home.’

“Are you not coming?”

Determination filled her eyes. “Yes.”

“Are you not afraid of me sending Tyler the videos or releasing them to the public?”

“Go ahead,” she said apathetically. “If I’m going to be miserable either way, I might as well choose a

quick death over this torment.’

The man fell into silence, but Vicky did not care. “If that’s all, I’m hanging up now.”

“Vicky,” the man called out. “Death isn’t what’s scary. You shouldn’t be scared of wanting to die, but not

being able to.”

“Whatever you say.”

The man chuckled darkly. “Vicky Shaw, you’ll regret this.”

Vicky did not waste any time and hung up right away.

The thick layer of curtain blocked the moonlight outside the windows, and Vicky found herself in the

depth of nightmares.