Chapter 501: Chapter 503

Chapter 503

“I wont,” Vicky said.

“I heard that Tyler has been running himself thin at work to make time for this surprise for you…yet

you’ve plotted against him at such a moment.

Aren’t you at least a little touched by what he’s done?”

Sheila saw how much effort Tyler had put in to cheer Vicky up and knew that Tyler treated Vicky

differently compared to her.

“If what he gives me isn’t exclusive, I don’t want it,” Vicky said.

Sheila’s breath caught in her throat as she studied Vicky.

Vicky’s delicate features seemed to have frozen in place, and there were no emotions on her face at

all.

Sheila could not imagine why a woman who did whatever she could to make Tyler hers would change

so drastically. She did not know what had happened to Vicky nor had Vicky mentioned anything to her.

She observed the cold look on Vicky’s face and said, “If that’s the case, why didn’t you go all the way?”

Vicky looked Sheila in the eyes. “Do you think that I’m being merciful for not drugging you two with an

aphrodisiac?”

“Isn’t that the case?”

“Of course not. Tyler is a highly alert man and would jolt awake at the smallest noise at night. I know

what you’re thinking. You’re worried that I’d regret this at the last minute and point all the blame at you,

but…” Vicky looked up at her bitterly. “Who do you think Tyler is? He’s gone through so much

throughout these years. If he can be so easily drugged, he would’ve found himself with unknown

women every other day.’

Tyler was powerful, young, and handsome, which made him the target of all women’s desires.

“Tyler has once gotten shot to save you, so you should know how many enemies he has who want him

dead,” Vicky said coldly. “It’s not going to be hard to drug you two with an aphrodisiac, but…if he

manages to hold onto the last strand of sanity and stops himself from doing anything, everything we’ve

planned would go down the gutter. Miss Young, are you sure that you want to do this?”

“I’m sorry. I was foolish.” Sheila looked at Vicky with conflicted feelings.” You sure have…thought this

through.”

What Vicky said was not just one of the many possibilities but something that was extremely likely to

happen: any other woman could have Tyler if he was that easily drugged.

Vicky remained expressionless. “That’s how I managed to sleep with him back then, wasn’t it? Judging

from his character, I don’t think he’ll fall for the same trick twice, so drugging him isn’t likely to work. It’s

not a risk I’m willing to take.” She stared into Sheila’s eyes. “If this fails, I’ll only suffer a worse fate than

you do.”

Sheila nodded. “I understand.”

“Go in, then.”

Sheila walked over to the door with the key card she received from Vicky.

It had been Vicky’s idea, and Sheila only needed to follow her instructions.

Vicky had found a drug that was barely noticeable unlike common drugs on the market, and it was

provided by Jennifer.

Shortly after Sheila was discharged, Vicky instructed her to stay in the same resort, and they had been

waiting for the right time to act. There had been plenty of chances, but Tyler was a sharp man and she

knew that she would only succeed with his guard down.

Sheila was about to open the door when she turned around and looked at Vicky.

Vicky sat in the wheelchair, her long hair concealing the look on her face. Under the dim lights in the

corridor, her slim figure appeared extremely lonesome.

“Should I…get you to a room first?” Sheila asked.

“It’s fine,” Vicky said emotionlessly. “Go in. Everything we’ve worked for would be for nothing if he

wakes up.”