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Chapter 112
Nikki said calmly, 'If that person is Sheila, then Mister Hart would never have married you in the first
place. I also heard Sheila can’t play the piano anymore because of some reasons related to her hands.
Not long after that, Mister Hart announced he’d marry you."
’She’s very sensitive and smart too. But...’ Vicky thought.
She smiled like she had something in her mind. "Well, do you know how Sheila injured her hand?"
Nikki had requested many people to look into this, and they all came back with nothing. Hence, she did
not know how Sheila injured her hand.
As she looked at Vicky's gentle smile, a chill climbed up the back of her spine. She exclaimed, "Was it
you?"
Vicky neither admitted nor denied this as she continued, "Miss Mayland, my husband helped you when
you were in danger, and you're now using his power to secure a firm position in the bar and many other
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People always say a favor should be returned substantially, even when it was just a small favor. We're
not hoping you'll return anything to us, but at the very least, please don't bite the hand that fed you and
break our marriage. Alright?"
Nikki did not expect Vicky to be still so stubborn after everything she said. She despised Vicky, knowing
that she was also a person who seduced the man to sleep with her to ruin his relationship.
She said coldly, "Just because Mister Hart has helped me, I'm willing to be the bad person for him. I
hope you'll return Mister Hart his freedom. Three years ago, you tried to make him like you, so you
played the piano on his birthday in front of everyone. You weren't even good at it; the tune and key
were off. Even those who didn't know how to play the piano thought it was bad, too." 1
She was extremely anguished and felt bad for Tyler.
"Mister Hart likes a woman who knows how to play the piano. You can't even do that, yet you want to
lock him in this prison that you call 'marriage'. Don't you think you're being too ridiculous?"
Vicky was not even fazed by Nikki's words. All Nikki was telling her was to let Tyler go, and that was it.
No longer wanting to talk to her, Vicky spoke, "I don't know if I'm being ridiculous or not. What I want to
say is you better know your place. I'm not going to do anything to you now, but if you continue what
you're doing, maybe the next person who can't play the piano is you. By then, you'll know how
ridiculous I can be."
Vicky no longer bothered to speak and thus left.
Vicky did not go to the bar for a week after that day. She did not want to become the main topic that
everyone talked about during afternoon tea, and she did not want to see Nikki.
Vicky just entered a restaurant when she heard a gentle, attractive voice calling her name in the
restaurant.
"Vicky!"
She looked up and saw a handsome gentleman looking at her with a smile.
She walked over. "Sorry, I'm late."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSebastian shook his head. "You're not late. I came early."
Vicky sat across from him and said, "Sorry. I've been too busy lately to treat you to a meal. You've
helped me a lot, and I didn't have the chance to thank you." 1
Sebastian shook his head again. "I didn't help you much. You don't have to be so kind."
Yesterday afternoon, Vicky received a call from Sebastian asking her to grab a bite together. She
remembered Missus Mills telling her to stay away from Sebastian, so she did not contact him herself.
When Sebastian called her, she did not have the heart to decline him, what more after all the help he
got her. She thought about it and decided to use this opportunity to make it clear to him.
Once she sat down, Sebastian asked, "Vicky, have you been here before?"
This was a fine dining restaurant with lavish and classy interior design.
She glanced around and shook her head. "No."
Sebastian said, "This used to be one of your favorite restaurants."