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Chapter 172
Seeing Vicky staring at him, a smile graced Mister Kirby's handsome face, twinkling with mischief.
"Fine. I'll head out now."
He thus started the car's engine and drove away, all while Vicky watched on.
Vicky took out her phone, hoping to check should there be any update, but there was no response from
Tyler at all. She tried calling him again, but alas, it was for naught.
She remained in the same spot for a while before deciding to take the lift to go to Tyler's office. 'Since
I'm here, I might as well go up and take a look, ' she thought. She assumed Tyler was busy with work
and was too busy to look at his phone.
After all, he had spent the whole night at the hospital where Sheila was, and Vicky did leave her a
little...warning this morning. Sheila was no fool, either, and she ought to know it was fine to fuss a little
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However, if she did it every day, it would only make Tyler disgust her more.
Since Tyler had not slept last night, Vicky doubted Sheila would trouble him persistently.
When she was upstairs, she knocked on the door of his office. No one answered. She thought Tyler
probably was having a meeting somewhere else, so she opened the office door with her fingerprint and
entered.
It was pitch-black.
If Tyler was having a meeting, he could not have switched off the light in his office.
Vicky switched on the light. Tyler's table was nicely organized and tidy, free from documents. The
monitor screen was dark too. She looked around and noticed Tyler's car key, blazer, and phone was
not in the room. All of the signs showed that Tyler left the office.
Vicky switched off the light and left the room. After she left Hart Corporation, she hailed a taxi to head
home.
The sky was dark, but there were many pedestrians on the street. She looked out the window and felt a
sense of loneliness that she never had before.
It would take 40 minutes from Hart Corporation to the mansion, and during the ride home, Vicky felt a
wave of drowsiness. After all, she had not slept last night and felt worn out after a busy day.
Suddenly, she woke up after sleeping for some time.
Her eyes opened. She looked at the time and realized she had slept for half an hour.
Theoretically speaking, the taxi must have entered the mansion area after driving for half an hour.
However, she was unfamiliar with the scene outside of the taxi. She had never seen this place before.
She noticed the road they were on was very remote. The surrounding was pitch-black without any
street lights available.
She panicked and realized she was in imminent danger. Unconsciously, she looked to the front at the
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driving.
She took out her phone from her purse quietly. After she opened her contact list, she immediately
called the first person in the contact list without wasting much time. The person she called was Tyler.
When people were in danger, they would often think about the person who was the most important to
them.
Beep, beep, beep!
It was a quiet night, and the dial tone sounded much more amplified than ever. She was so nervous
that her fingers were trembling, and her breathing grew labored.
The wait was always very long, especially at a time like this.
Just when Vicky thought Tyler would not answer the call, the dial tone stopped as the dreadful familiar
automated voice came through the phone's speaker.
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