Chapter 7: Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Sasha’s guilty panic-stricken expression vanished at that moment.

The wealthy-looking young adult Cece had injured was the only son of Larson Corporation, Hector

Larson. The Larson family had only one son for generations, and Hector was born when his parents

were in their autumn years, so they spoiled him terribly.

On regular days, Hector was an unruly child that caused trouble everywhere he went. Since the Larson

family was wealthy and powerful, they used every means of measure to settle every trouble their

darling son caused.

Over time, however, Hector worsened and became absolutely lawless. As a lustful person, he could not

say no to any woman as long as they were beautiful.

Sasha, on the other hand, held a grudge against Vicky after she practically ridiculed her. Vicky was still

Tyler’s wife, and it was Senior Hart’s birthday party today. Knowing all this, Sasha knew it was not time

for Vicky to pay her due.

Nonetheless, she wanted to have Vicky suffer for the humiliation she felt, and this was why she took it

out on Cece instead.

Her initial plan was to attract everyone to the room and have them witness Cece having intercourse

with Hector. She wanted everyone to know Cece was promiscuous.

Vicky was the one who brought Cece to this birthday party, so embarrassing Cece was the same as

embarrassing her. Nonetheless, what she saw when she opened the door was not what she expected.

Sasha smiled maliciously as she saw Missus Larson crying hysterically. She wanted to embarrass

Cece, but who would have thought Cece would somehow injure Hector to the point he bled? What a

pleasant surprise.

Sasha pointed at Cece and said, “Missus Larson, your son is hurt by that indecent woman…”

To this, Missus Larson’s gaze turned fierce. Straightening herself, she walked toward the dazed Cece

and brought up her palm, intending to strike her face.

Before her slap landed, however, Vicky stopped her by the hand.

Sasha’s eyes twinkled impishly as she said, “Missus Larson, you should know Missus Hart is the one

who brings Miss Lynn to this party.”

Right then, Missus Larson noticed Vicky, who was standing by the side. “So you’re the one who

brought this shameless wench here and hurt my son?”

Vicky frowned. “Missus Larson, your son tried to molest Cece. She merely acted out of self-defense.”

“Did he, or was she one who seduced him?” came Sasha’s disdainful retort. “Who knows? I mean, as

the only son of the Larson family, he could have any type of woman that he wants: celebrities, models,

and socialites. So many choices are available for him to pick from. Is it logical for him to try his luck on

this no-name girl instead?”

Everyone paid attention to Cece. Although she was not the type of ethereal beauty that would stun

people at first sight like Vicky, she had exquisite facial features and clear eyes. Her young and spirited

nature helped her to become the type of girl who looked more beautiful every time she showed up.

Hector had a thing for clean, pure girls, and Cece…was exactly the girl Hector would like. Nonetheless,

no one would actually point that out.

Missus Larson pointedly stared at Cece as her face contorted contemptuously. “That’s right. My son

would never like this wench!” she declared viciously. “I bet this wench is trying to be Cinderella, but

when her plan failed, she injured my son’s head!”

Cece’s clothing was torn into strips, and any sane person could tell what happened. Nonetheless,

Missus Larson ignored that fact and pushed all the blame on Cece.

She thus said, rudely and unreasonably, “Vicky, I know you’re the one who brought this wench here.

Because of Tyler, I’ll let you off the hook, but this wench…”

She pointed at Cece as her gaze burned furiously. “I need to have a say in how I want to punish her!”

Cece was an innocent girl, and this was the first time she was involved in such a situation. She knew

she had hurt someone she should not have and caused big trouble for Vicky.

Her face turned pale amid her fear. “Vicky, I—”

“Don’t worry,” comforted Vicky, stopping her mid-sentence. “I’ll handle this.”

Cece’s nose twitched, and she nearly began to weep.

Vicky looked at Missus Larson. “Your son tried to molest Cece, and Cece was just acting in self-

defense. I’m sorry, Missus Larson, but I can’t hand Cece over to you.”

Sasha, however, was not afraid to make matters worse by adding more oil to the flame. “It’s not up to

you to decide if she deliberately harmed Hector or if it was self-defense. The truth had the final say.”

Hector did not actually get to do anything to Cece. She said it was self-defense, but there was no

witness. The current situation instead showed that Hector’s head got smashed badly and was, in fact,

lying on the floor, unconscious.

Even if many people knew Hector’s personality, no one was willing to offend the Larson family. If it was

necessary, some people might even stand out to testify for the Larson family to say that Cece was the

one who hurt Hector.

Out of the blue…

“What happened?” rang a cold, husky, alluring voice.

The crowd made way for the tall, handsome guy to enter with his slender long legs, accompanied by

Sheila who was walking beside him.

Sasha immediately told the story rather excitedly.

“Tyler, it’s Cece that wen—”

Sasha quickly stopped herself when she realized how crass her next words were, and she quickly

backtracked and said, “Cece had bad intentions when you and Miss Shaw went to wish Senior Hart.

She tried to seduce Hector but failed, so she got angry and smashed Hector’s head. Look, Hector is

still lying on the floor!”

Tyler looked and saw Hector lying flat on his back with his head bleeding.

He asked, “Have you called the ambulance?”

Vicky answered, “Yes.”

“Mister Hart.” Missus Larson’s gracious face looked ugly and distorted in her anger. Obviously, she

tried to suppress her anger when she looked at the young, handsome man, but the hostility in her voice

never left.

“As the host of this party, you should give me an explanation since my son suffered this severe injury at

your party, shouldn’t you?”

Tyler glanced at her, and his handsome face looked gloomy. He answered, “Don’t worry, Missus

Larson. I promise I’ll give you an account of this matter. The top priority is to send your son to the

hospital to get him treated and avoid delaying the treatment.”

Right at that very moment, the ambulance arrived. Missus Larson, too, prioritized treating her son.

Thus, she glared at Cece hatefully and warned her before she left, “Just you wait!”

She also shot Vicky a pointed stare before leaving.

As Missus Larson left, Sasha intended on slandering Cece and Vicky even before, but Tyler did not

even look at her.

His eyes instead fell onto the new outfit Vicky changed into.

He parted his lips.