Chapter 321
A day went by, and the night of the fifth day came.
The man came in at around the same time as he did the nights before. He turned on the light and
handed his phone to Vicky.
Vicky accepted it and opened the call history to find a recording. She twitched ever so slightly and
played the recording.
"Remember me, Mister Hart?" rang the man's altered voice.
After a brief moment of silence, Vicky heard Tyler's familiar voice. "I remember."
"Vicky Shaw—"
"I made it very clear/ Tyler interjected coldly, curtly. "I've divorced Vicky Shaw/
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"She's in a bad spot right now. Are you really not going to help her?"
"How is that any of my business?" Tyler questioned.
Rendered speechless, the man responded after a moment of silence, "She was your wife, after all."
"I gave her a chance to be my wife, and she was the one who cast it aside. Since she chose to get a
divorce, she'll have to face the consequences for it," Tyler said mercilessly.
Before the man could argue, a woman's voice came in from Tyler's end.
"Tyler, who are you talking to? It's time for the wedding photos."
"Sure/ Tyler hung up without hesitation.
With that, the call ended.
Vicky froze in place and looked up at the man. The air around her seemed to freeze as well.
The man looked back at her sympathetically for being cast aside and for her own foolishness.
"I still want to talk to him in person," she said hoarsely.
The man seemed to be surprised by her stubbornness. "Why?"
She was as pale as a ghost under the dim light. She did not answer his question and simply kept her
eyes trained on him. "Can I?"
In the afternoon of the sixth day, Jane handed Vicky a phone. "Your customer wishes to talk to you."
Vicky narrowed her eyes.
The man agreed to her request but arranged for her to make the phone call during the day in case
Tyler was occupied at night.
Forever Night did not allow her to communicate with the world outside at all, but it was allowed if the
customer was calling to speak with her.
After all, Forever Night existed to serve, and some customers enjoyed the interaction that resembled
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Vicky answered the call and said, 'Hello, sir/
"Hi." A voice altered by a voice changer came through. "You can call him now."
"Sure."
The man hung up.
Vicky glanced at Jane and Lydia and noticed that they were still discussing the recent scandals about
Tyler.
She lowered her gaze and dialed Tyler's phone.
The call was answered shortly after and she heard the familiar, pleasant voice from the phone.
"Who is this?"
Vicky clenched her fist and said, "It's me."
Both Vicky and Tyler fell into silence.