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Chapter 1115
All heads turned toward the source of the voice.
A tall, slender man appeared seemingly out of nowhere.
He wore a hat, a mask, and sunglasses that almost obscured his entire face, but one could still make out small red
rashes on the exposed skin.
As soon as Valencia caught sight of him, her expression changed instantly. She hurriedly approached him, her voice
filled with concern. "Lincoln, why are you here? Your injuries haven't fully healed, and you shouldn't expose your
face to the wind... Hurry, hurry, go back and rest!"
Valencia paid no attention to Vicky and attempted to usher Lincoln away. However, he stood his ground, unmoving.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I heard you fell into the water, so I came to check on you. Are you alright?"
Lincoln's concern seemed to greatly please Valencia. "Can't you see that I'm perfectly fine now? There's nothing
wrong with me. You don't have to worry about me. Go back and rest."
Instead of leaving, Lincoln's gaze shifted toward Vicky." Vicky," he said, his eyebrows furrowing as he noticed the
redness on her face. "What happened to your face?"
Vicky remained silent.
It was only at this moment that Valencia, who was driven by her maternal instincts earlier, suddenly realized that
Lincoln's presence here could not have been solely because he heard about her falling into the water.
Their residential area was a considerable distance from the lake, and it had not been long since she fell in. Even if
Lincoln received words about the incident, it would have been impossible for him to arrive so quickly.
The only possibility was that Lincoln had learned that Vicky was being picked on and hurried over.
With this thought in mind, Valencia's expression darkened." Lincoln." Her tone softened. "Do you know how your
mother ended up in the water?"
Lincoln averted his gaze. "How did you end up in the water?"
Valencia pointed at Vicky. "It was this woman who pushed me into the lake, nearly killing me. Lincoln, what do you
think should be done to someone who tried to harm your mother?"
Lincoln's smile remained unchanged. "Mom, you're still drenched, and there are many people around here. Why
don't you go back and change your clothes? If there's something you want to say, we can discuss it when we get
back home."
"I'm just worried that once we go back, the culprit will flee in fear," Valencia said sarcastically.
"It won't happen," Lincoln assured her. "I promise to make this right for you. Mother, don't you trust me?"
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Indeed, many people had started to notice the commotion and glanced in their direction from time to time. If they
continued to cause a scene, there was a chance that Old Mister Hart would catch wind of it and, given his tendency
to meddle, he might take Vicky away without any chance of resolution.
With that in mind, Valencia relaxed slightly and finally relented. "Let's go back so I can get changed, then." Valencia
glanced at Vicky. "Miss Shaw, don't forget to come along. We still have some matters to discuss...and clarify."
Vicky was brought back to where Valencia lived, and along the way, Tyler kept a firm grip around her wrist,
preventing her from running away.
In the end, she gave up as she needed to preserve her energy for the fight that was to come.
Avery, too, followed the group.
Upon returning to the house, Valencia went to get changed, while Tyler brought Vicky to an empty guest room.
After ordering the servants to bring the first aid kit and ice pack, Tyler started to apply ointment onto Vicky's swollen
cheeks.
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