Chapter 591: Chapter 593

Chapter 593

There was a glimpse of emotions in Tyler’s dark eyes, but they vanished almost as soon as they

appeared. “No.”

Gloria did not look away and whispered, “Tyler, are you upset with me?”

“No.”

“But I was the one who made you divorce her…”

“That’s between me and Vicky. It has nothing to do with you, so don’t overthink it,” Tyler said calmly.

Gloria observed the look on his face and said, “Vicky seems to be in a lot of trouble lately. Did she

come to you for help?”

His lips curled into a sarcastic smile. “She would’ve never shown herself in front of me if it’s not for the

troubles she’s in.”

For as long as he could remember, she would only come to him whenever she found herself in a

situation she could not resolve.

Her affection had always been a means to an end for her in Tyler’s perspective.

‘Why else was she nowhere to be found despite how long I’ve been in the hospital?’ he thought. ‘Now

that she’s in trouble, she comes running back to me.1

“She is in a lot of trouble right now, and I don’t think she can handle it.

Tyler, are you going to help her?” Gloria asked.

“If she’s capable of causing those troubles, she should be able to resolve them by herself,” Tyler said

expressionlessly.

Gloria wanted to say something else but gave up with a sigh in the end when she saw the look on

Tyler’s face.

After leaving the hospital, Vicky walked on the road alone and received a call from Cece.

“Vicky, I suddenly remembered something.”

“What is it?”

“You asked if my draft could’ve been leaked in any way before, right?”

Vicky raised an eyebrow. “You said it never happened, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. I keep my laptop by my side at all times, and my drafts have never been leaked before,” Cece

said tensely. “Vicky, this has never happened throughout the years I’ve worked as a fashion designer,

so don’t you think it’s odd for this to happen out of the blue?”

“Are you saying that…”

“I took a closer look at the post from the person who claimed to be the original designer, and the drafts

they posted were one of my initial designs at the very beginning. Don’t you remember, Vicky? After we

created the drafts, we showed them all to Gloria and I prepared two sets of drafts, with one to be

provided to Gloria…”

Everyone had different habits when it came to work.

Vicky tended to show her customers the drafts of her design before noting down the customers’

preferences and demands with a notebook. Cece, on the other hand, would prepare two sets of drafts

with one to show the customer while she made amendments on the other copy on the spot before

scanning it to her laptop.

“Gloria said that she had something urgent to do and left with her copy of the draft, so we

communicated about the amendments over the phone afterward… Gloria was our customer, so I didn’t

see the problem in her possessing the draft.”

Vicky clenched her fists and thought, ‘Gloria… So it has been Gloria all along?!1

“Cece, are you sure?” Vicky asked.

“This is just a theory, but after all the time I spent thinking about what happened, this is the only

problem I can spot…”

Vicky remained quiet for a few moments. “Alright.”

After hanging up, she stood still in the same spot and thought, ‘Tyler has sunk this low to get me to

divorce him.’

Suddenly, a car stopped in front of her, and the door opened.

A tall man walked over to her with a seductive smile on his face, his almond-shaped eyes glittering

under the light.

“Vicky, it’s been a while.”

“Harvey?” Vicky said, realizing that it had been a long time since she last saw Harvey. “Why are you

here?” “I was on the phone with Gloria just now, and she said she was burned on the arm, so I came to

check on her.”