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Chapter 271
The man's voice was so cold that it gave people the chills.
All the people there looked in the direction where the voice came from.
As the man stood under the moonlight, the glow shone on his facial features to create an illusion that
his face looked frozen with ice. He looked at where Vicky and the others were. The color of his pupils
was even more visible, just like the color and temperature of the deep ocean. His attractive lips were
curled into a teasing, mocking smile.
The reporters were stunned. "T—Tyler Hart..."
At that time, the beautiful woman beside him said, "All the rumors on the internet are fabricated, so
please leave Miss Shaw alone. The production team will host a press conference, and you're free to
ask any questions during the press conference."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis was when they realized Sheila was standing beside Tyler.
Sheila was the main center of the incident. The reporters had tried to get an interview with her, but the
security of the hospital Sheila was in was very tight. They could not enter at all.
When they saw Sheila, they were a swarm of bees buzzing toward the flower in the garden. However,
the man gave them a scary glare before they could even get close to Sheila.
The glare froze the reporters, and their faces stiffened.
Tyler coolly said, "That'll be all for today.’
The reporters looked reluctant to leave. They knew Tyler had an ambiguous relationship with Sheila,
even though he was a married man. Nonetheless, no one had the audacity to openly write about it.
The influence Tyler had was remarkable, too. The reporters could not publish or post the photos or
articles they wrote if Tyler so disallowed it.
The reporters exchanged looks with each other and put on flattering smiles on their faces.
"Since Mister Hart said so, let's leave."
They quickly left the place, and none of them were brave enough to hide and take photos secretly.
They knew how capable Tyler was. Everyone who was against him no longer stood in one piece on this
land.
The best example was Harvey Sparks. He was a proud person, yet he lost the fight and left. No one
remembered him anymore.
After the reporters left, the air became dead silent.
A sinister glint appeared in Tyler's eyes while his body reeked of hostility as he stared at Vicky, who
was in another man's. Parting his thin lips, he said," Get down."
Vicky's heart tightened. Immediately, she felt the need to break away from Mister Kirby's arm, but the
man's arms wrapped around her even more tightly.
Her eyelashes quivered in fear as she softly said, "Please let me down."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMister Kirby refused, however, as if he did not see the dark look on Tyler's face. He smiled. "You
sprained your leg. You need to go to the hospital now."
Tyler continued to gaze at Vicky's face coldly. It was as though his eyes had hardened into ice hazed
over by mist. "Vicky Shaw," he enunciated," I'm asking you to get down."
Usually, Tyler never showed his expression. At least, Vicky hardly saw the emotional side of him.
At this moment, his expression was borderline gruesome, eyes sparkling with clear hatred and disgust.
The way he looked at her was like looking at something that disgusted him.
His gaze darkened when he realized Vicky was not moving. He started walking.
It felt like a black cloud was covering his body where he walked like the grim reaper. Every step he took
could potentially stop the other's heart from beating.
Soon, he was in front of Vicky and Mister Kirby. He extended his hair and wanted to drag Vicky down.
Mister Kirby stopped him with his arm. Yet, his movement was restricted because he was carrying
Vicky, so he could not stop Tyler.
Tyler successfully dragged Vicky away from Mister Kirby's arms.
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