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Chapter 825
"Do it, then!" Vicky closed her eyes, her willingness to face death head-on apparent.
Tyler squeezed her neck tighter and tighter, making it harder for Vicky to breathe. Even with her eyes closed, she
could feel Tyler staring coldly at her. She knew then that the man before her would be crazy enough to do anything.
Vicky was starting to feel like blacking out from the lack of oxygen as Tyler's fingers closed around her neck. Still,
she did not put up a struggle; she quietly waited for death to claim her.
Suddenly, Tyler released his grip. A burst of fresh air immediately rushed into Vicky's lungs, causing her to cough
violently.
"I'm not going to let you die that easily," said Tyler coldly.
Vicky wheezed and panted, and it took her a while to finally calm down.
She did not say anything, nor did Tyler.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe two of them stared silently at each other. The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Tyler sat on
the bed and looked at her with his piercing eyes as if he wanted to bore a hole out of her.
After a while, Vicky could not take the silence anymore since she had never been the type to stay quiet for long.
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looked around but could not see anything clearly because the table lamp did not give off enough light.
"What is this place? What time is it?" asked Vicky.
"Why should I tell you? So that you can escape or so that you can send a message to someone who can save you?"
retorted Tyler with a sneer.
'Send a message to someone who can save me?' Vicky's pupils suddenly froze at the thought of something.
"The tracking device on my body..."
"Are you talking about this?" sneered Tyler, cutting Vicky off mid-sentence. He was holding an extremely small
object with the tips of his fingers. It was so small that it would be hard to notice the object unless one looked
carefully for it.
Vicky's face changed. "Where did you find that?"
Tyler scoffed. "You're really willing to do anything to get your hands on the hundred fifty million dollars, huh? I can't
believe you hid a tracking device in your body."
"Inside my body?"
Tyler stretched out his hand and pressed it on the back of her neck. Immediately, she felt a sharp pain on the spot
he was pressing.
"Agh! That hurts!"
"Oh, so now it hurts? Did you not think it hurt when you got it implanted into the back of your neck?"
Vicky simply stared at Tyler's cold face and said nothing.
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The Tyler before her had become so traumatized that every little thing could trigger him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTyler toyed with the tracking device with his fingers before he suddenly crushed it with his bare hand. He then threw
the broken tracking device into the trash can.
"No one will be coming here to save you." Tyler stood up and towered over her like the grim reaper. "Vicky Shaw,
you will never escape from me, for I will chase you to the ends of the earth."
The next day, the sun poured in through the window.
Vicky opened her eyes and noted that she was alone in the bedroom.
With the sun up, Vicky could finally check out her surroundings. Needless to say, the bedroom was decorated in the
same way as the place where they were hiding before.
It seemed like no matter how Tyler changed, there would always be something that would never change inside of
him.
At that moment, the door to the room swung open. Tyler came in with breakfast in his hand.
Vicky realized her hands and feet were still bound in iron chains. She was like a small wild animal kept captive in a
bedroom...or to be more accurate, on the bed.
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