Chapter 976
"You wanted to avenge me?" Vicky walked to the window and looked out at the boundless night sky. "Then why
didn't you tell me who you were beforehand? Surely you must be aware of what your parents think of me."
"Vicky, it's true that my parents have some misunderstanding about you. That's why I brought you over so that I
can help you clear up the misunderstanding.'"
"Well, if you can call making your mother so angry that she passed up as an attempt to clear our
misunderstanding..."
Lincoln replied in a remorseful tone, "I'm sorry. I didn't know she would get so worked up. It's my fault for not
thinking it through. She woke up earlier and I've already explained everything to her, so there's no more
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"Really?" Vicky did not really believe him.
The vibe between two people could be a tricky thing. Take Valencia for example. She had disliked Vicky the moment
she laid eyes on her, and no matter what the latter did, she would never change her opinion of her.
Lincoln could hear the disbelief in her tone. He chuckled and said, "If you don't believe me, you can come visit her
tomorrow. Then you'll see for yourself that I'm telling you the truth. I really did explain to her what happened years
ago, so she doesn't dislike you as much as before."
Vicky knew some impressions could not be changed with just a few words as they were too deeply ingrained in a
person's psyche.
After thinking for a few seconds, she finally said, "Alright. I'll visit your mother tomorrow."
"Great. You should sleep early. I'll be waiting for you at the hospital tomorrow."
Vicky went straight to the hospital after taking her breakfast. She and Valencia shared the same sentiment toward
each other. The reason she agreed to visit Valencia was because she had something she wanted to ask Lincoln
face-to-face
When Vicky reached the ward, she knocked lightly on the door. It took less than a second for someone to open the
door for her. Standing before her was the tall and handsome Lincoln.
"Vicky! You've come!"
Everything about Lincoln-his gentle smile, his elegant manner, and the way he speaks-gave way to the fact that he
was born into a wealthy and prominent family.
The reason Vicky did not guess who Lincoln was in the first place was that he was remarkably different from the
way Old Mister Hart had described him. Moreover, Lincoln did not have the typical spoiled, rich kid air about him,
nor did he have the duplicity that was prevalent in the world of the rich.
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Instead, what he had was the gentleness and warmth of a summer breeze. However, Vicky reminded herself to be
cautious of him because the fact of the matter was, the man standing in front of her possessed the capability to
hurt Tyler.
"Come in, come in," Lincoln urged as he turned sideways to let Vicky into the room.
Lincoln must have told his mother, who was leaning against the headrest, that Vicky would be visiting her since she
did not look at all surprised at her arrival.
Valencia still looked a little lost, but it was obvious she was feeling much better than last night.
She greeted Vicky monotonously, "Hello, Ms. Shaw."
Vicky could not help but glance at Lincoln. The Valencia she knew would never greet her first or give up the
opportunity to let her know just how much she disliked her if there were no outsiders in the room.
'There's definitely more to this man than meets the eye,' thought Vicky.
She placed the flowers she brought on the table and asked politely, "Missus Hart, how are you feeling today?"