Chapter 689: Chapter 691

“Now, kneel!”

Tyler shot him an odd look, and Jonathan repeated viciously, “Did you not hear me? I said, kneel!”

“And if I don’t?” Tyler asked.

The fact that Tyler let go of Vicky gave Jonathan the illusion that he had full control over Tyler and was

furious at Tyler’s question. “I’ll shoot you if you don’t!”

“Go on, then,” Tyler said calmly.

Everyone was stunned, and even Gloria looked at Tyler in confusion.

While she was distracted, Tyler reached to grab the gun in Jonathan’s hand.

Jonathan wanted to take it back but was hardly a match for Tyler. At the very last moment, he pulled

the trigger out of desperation.

Bang!

The gunshot was followed by a few more.

Gloria had never been in such a situation before, so all she could do was tremble and watch as her

mind went blank.

By the time she snapped out of it, Tyler had picked Vicky up from the ground, and it was at that

moment that Gloria realized Tyler was not scared of Jonathan’s threat and merely accepted Jonathan’s

command out of concern that Vicky would be caught in the crossfire.

At that moment, two of the three men who attacked Vicky were shot while the other had his fingers cut

off, and they were laying on the ground.

The man who had his fingers cut off was still wailing in pain, but Jonathan and the other man had lost

consciousness.

Crimson blood tainted the rocky path in the garden, and the scent of blood overpowered the faint

fragrance of flowers.

Gloria stared at Tyler dazedly.

Tyler was ruthless and aimed to maim.

It was clear that he was a decisive man, and once he was provoked, he would show no mercy.

‘This man is dangerous,’ she thought.

Gloria should have been scared after all that she had witnessed, but for some reason, her heart raced

especially when she saw how coldly he treated the Johnsons and how effortlessly he picked up Vicky.

She could not seem to look away.

After taking down Jonathan and the other two men, Tyler did not pay any further attention to Gloria and

was prepared to leave with Vicky in his arms.

He had had more experience in life compared to Vicky and knew she needed to be taken to the

hospital immediately.

“Hang on.” Gloria stood in his way, trembling.

He lifted an eyebrow and stared at her. “What?”

“Where are you taking Vicky?”

He scowled. “To the hospital.”

Gloria’s heart was threatening to leap out of her chest as she stared at the majestic young man before

her. She walked over and looked into his eyes. “Vicky is my cousin, so I won’t trouble you over it. I’ll

take her to the hospital.”

He stood still. “How exactly are you going to carry her to the hospital? Can you even lift her?”

Gloria had a slim and frail frame, so she could not possibly carry Vicky to the hospital.

“I… I will get my classmates and teachers to help,” she said sheepishly.

“So, you’re saying that she won’t get any medical attention until you get your teachers here?” Tyler said

coldly.

Gloria could tell that Tyler was annoyed and met his eyes once again. “I’m sorry, Mister Hart, but just

like how I don’t trust Jonathan, I don’t trust you either.”