Chapter 154

“Mr. Lawson, is there something you need?” Alicia asked calmly.

“I’m outside. Come out,” Vincent replied. His voice sounded from the other end of the line.

Alicia froze, nerves prickling as she got up and peered out the window. Sure enough, Vincent’s car was parked right outside the house.

“I... I was about to go to sleep. Is it urgent?” Alicia tried to end the call.

“I can see you. Come outside. I want to talk,” Vincent’s voice was low, carrying that old commanding tone, though this time it was strained and tightly controlled.

“There’s nothing to talk about. Goodnight.” Alicia hung up on him without hesitation.

Vincent must have been furious, because a message popped up on her phone almost immediately:

“Serena’s back in Seaview. She’s recovered well—she can stand now. Tyrone promised her that once she got better, he’d divorce you. Are you brave enough to come see for yourself?”

Alicia stared at the message, silent for a moment, then set her phone aside without replying.

Vincent hadn’t expected her to be so unmoved.

Muttering a curse, he called her again, only to discover she’d blocked his number.

His frustration was palpable; Alicia was getting better at driving him crazy.

“Alicia! Come outside!” Vincent finally lost his composure. He didn’t care about appearances anymore, and shouted toward the house from the front yard.

This was bordering on public disturbance...

Alicia was stunned. Had he been drinking? What was Vincent doing, making a scene at someone else’s house in the middle of the night?

Gritting her teeth, Alicia opened the door and stepped out onto the porch. “Mr. Lawson, please keep your voice down.”

“Come here,” Vincent said, trying to keep his anger in check.

“I’m not coming out,” Alicia replied, staying just inside the door.

He couldn’t get to her, not really. “Alicia... Tyrone is just using you. He’s treating you like a pawn, and you’re not getting anything out of it. Don’t think that just because he’s being nice to you now, giving you a few little favors—”

“They’re not little favors,” Alicia interrupted, raising her hand so he could see the ring on her finger. “Everything you never gave me, he has.”

Vincent’s expression darkened. “He gave you that ring so you’d have something to show the world. The Lynches and the Whites—things are complicated between those families. Maddox will never let Tyrone call off the engagement. Tyrone’s just doing this so he can marry Serena.”

Alicia said nothing. He didn’t have to repeat himself; she already knew.

“Alicia... come back with me. I’m the only one who truly cares about you. Everyone else just wants to use you,” Vincent pleaded, desperation in his voice.

Did she really understand how dangerous it was to be tangled up in the mess between the Whites and the Lynches?

“I’m willing to be used,” Alicia said quietly, not wanting to talk anymore.

“Alicia, what will it take for you to believe me? Do I need to carve my heart out and hand it to you?” Vincent sounded almost pained, as if even admitting his feelings was a struggle.

Loving Alicia had always felt a little bit insane.

“You only ever gave me things that weren’t worth much...” Alicia turned and met his gaze. Back when she used to run to him, when he’d come to comfort her, he never gave her anything of real value.

But when it came to Mina, he was generous.

Vincent froze, stung. Was his heart really worth so little to her?

“I do care about you. Tyrone is only using you,” Vincent insisted, fighting to keep his emotions in check. “Are you really going to let yourself get burned before you finally wake up?”

Alicia didn’t answer.

“Come outside...” Vincent pleaded, not wanting to keep talking to a locked door.

But Alicia refused to move.

Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent)

Chapter 153 Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse Chapter 760 - 756: Encountering a Man with Evil Intentions Finally, Vincent threw out his trump card. “Four years ago, that little girl you asked me to sponsor—she just finished her exams. She wants us to help her choose a college. She asked for you to come with me.”

He and Alicia shared too many memories—too many things Tyrone could never touch.