âYeah.â The maid nodded. âMister Tyler searched the entire mansion and didnât find you anywhere, so
his attention will be drawn elsewhere.â
âDo Mister and Missus Hart plan on killing me?â
âThey want to but are both hesitant about it. Right now, they donât want to worsen their conflicts with
Mister Tyler. If they kill you and Mister Tyler finds out, he might not stop at severing all ties with the Hart
Family⦠Who knows what cruelty heâll be capable of?â
Vicky frowned and wanted to argue but decided against it in the end.
âI canât stay here for too long. If Missus Hart finds out that Iâm a spy, I can only imagine whatâll happen
to me,â the maid continued. âShe doesnât want Mister Tyler to find out about any of this, so no one is
allowed to get out of the mansion. All communication devices have been confiscated, so I canât seek
help from the outside world for you.â
She glanced at her watch and sped up her speech. âThe most dangerous place is often the safest as
well. Youâve been transported back to the mansion, and itâs all up to the odds whether Mister Tyler can
find you in time. Ms. Shaw, hang in there.â
For three whole days, Vicky was confined in the dark basement.
Orion and Valencia had only come once and, upon hearing from the servant that a surveillance drone
had been discovered around the premise, they did not stay a moment longer and hurriedly left.
Since then, no one had set foot in the basement again.
The light in the basement had long since gone out, leaving the surroundings devoid of any glimmer.
Enveloped in complete silence, she lost all sense of time.
In a daze, she pondered if Tyler, just like her, had felt despair and helplessness back then.
She arrogantly believed that she had done the right thing when in truth, she was the one who pushed
him into the abyss.
She was the true culprit, after all.
The maid had come once and given Vicky some water and food, hoping it would sustain her for a while.
However, she could not visit Vicky frequently or bring too much for fear of arousing Valenciaâs
suspicion.
Vicky dared not eat too much at once, telling herself that she must hold on until Tyler rescued her.
She was determined that she would apologize to him when they reunited once again.
What he had done to her back then did not even come close to what he had endured, and the most
terrifying part of all the horror was that the people who had inflicted the most harm on him were his
parents and Vicky herself.
Lost in these thoughts, Vickyâs consciousness gradually grew hazyâ¦
For the past three days, Tyler had been unable to find any trace of Vickyâs whereabouts.
There were moments when he even absurdly entertained the thought that Vicky had eloped with
another man. After all, the mysterious man who had been secretly helping Vicky had remained elusive.
With the mysterious manâs abilities, it would not be too difficult to spirit Vicky away without him noticing.
Tyler had barely rested and he found himself leaning back in his office chair, unknowingly drifting off to
sleep.
In his dreams, he relived events from long, long ago.