Chapter 899
"Vicky, no matter what, violence is never the right choice. Why don't you apologize to Isabella and we will put all this
to rest?"
Vicky had not anticipated that Old Mister Hart would be on her side without requesting that she be punished or
make compensation.
An apology seemed like the perfect solution.
Though she did not mind being wronged, she did not want to trouble Tyler or cause him any loss, so she nodded.
Old Mister Hart was satisfied and commented inwardly, 'She is flexible and sharp. It's no wonder that my grandson
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtis head over heels for her. If Tyler isn't returning to our family, Vicky would be a perfect match for him. However,
with his current status, Vicky is nothing but a deadweight to him.'
"Alright, it's settled, then," Old Mister Hart declared. "Vicky, go apologize to Isabella."
Vicky was about to apologize when someone grabbed her by the arm.
At the same time, a cold, melodious voice pierced through the air. "Hang on."
The others turned to look at Tyler in confusion, and he continued, "We haven't gotten to the bottom of this, so Vicky
can't apologize."
"..." Everyone gaped at Tyler, not knowing why he would obsess over the truth.
It all boiled down to a heated argument, and no matter how harsh their words had been, the one who resorted to
violence would be in the wrong. Since Old Mister Hart was interfering, Vicky would only need to apologize. There
seemed to be no need for an investigation.
Vicky also felt that there was no need to continue the conflict and gently tugged at Tyler's sleeve before shaking her
head at him. "I was the one who made the first move and caused her injury," she whispered. "I should apologize to
her."
Tyler looked at Isabella's parents. "Vicky is my wife, and I know her character better than anyone. She wouldn't just
attack someone for no reason."
Isabella's parents were already frustrated that they did not get anything out of it and were further enraged that
Tyler attempted to look into who was in the wrong.
"Tyler Hart, are you saying that your wife is not at fault, but Isabella is?" Isabella's father questioned.
Tyler's tone remained calm. "That's right."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIsabella's father laughed with frustration. "Tell me, then, where did Isabella go wrong?"
Tyler glanced at him indifferently. "Why would Vicky attack?"
Isabella's mother's face turned red with anger. "No matter the reason, it's wrong to resort to violence!"
Tyler's tone turned cold and sarcastic. "According to your logic, even if I curse your whole family with death and
extinction, I wouldn't be wrong as long as I don't resort to violence, right?"
Men tend to value their legacy. Isabella's father had a son whom he was extremely proud of and had great chances
of inheriting the family business. When Isabella's father heard what Tyler said, he was furious.
He glared at Tyler with bloodshot eyes as he reached for his gun and pointed it at Tyler.
"Tyler, who do you think you are cursing? Don't think that I won't kill you!"
Tyler smiled. "Uncle, I thought that you said resorting to violence is wrong. Are you...trying to resort to violence
now?"