Chapter 1101
Smoke oozed from the gun, and Tyler muttered in a chilling voice, âYou asked me what I want, and now
Iâm telling you thatâ¦â He stared intently at Lincoln, who lay sprawled on the ground in a pool of his
blood, and drawled, âI want him dead, it
Vicky had childhood friends, ex-boyfriends, and even an exfiance in the past, but she never cared so
much about someone the way she cared for Lincoln. Even Tyler himself had never been treated with
such concern.
With the sole intention of killing Lincoln, he raised his arm once again.
Vickyâs heart sank.
Her body instinctively reacted, and she stood in front of Tyler. âIf you really want to kill him, then kill me
too!â
Tylerâs eyebrows furrowed. âWhat?â
Vickyâs fingers curled tightly together as she repeated each word with determination, âIf you want to kill
him, then kill me too!â
Tyler was momentarily stunned.
He knew she would never let him kill Lincoln, but he did not expect her to be willing to die for him. No,
saying that she wanted to die alongside Lincoln was a more accurate way of putting things.
She had never been so resolute and unwavering back when they were in love, and such a realization
shot a sharp pain through Tylerâs heart.
His heart which had become stone-cold for years ached once again as if he had gone back four years
in time.
After uttering those words, Vicky stared intently at Tylerâs face, waiting to see his reaction.
She was not entirely sure if her threat would have any effect on him. Considering Tylerâs usual style, he
would probably respond with a cold mockery, saying, âHow much is your life worth? Iâm killing Lincoln
today, no matter what. What can you do about it?â
To her bewilderment, what she anticipated did not happen.
Tyler looked at her with a dazed expression with a hint of confusion.
Suddenly, from the direction of the stairs, Valenciaâs voice filled with doubt could be heard. âWhatâs
going on? I heard gunshots outside⦠Why?â
When she heard the gunshots, she had not gone too far yet. At first, she thought she had misheard it,
but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, so she quickly rushed back.
When Valencia saw Lincoln, who had been shot, she let out a piercing scream. âAahh! Lincoln! What
happened to you?!â
She anxiously rushed to Lincolnâs side, so worried that she even stumbled along the way, losing any
trace of her elegant and dignified image.
Seeing Valencia rush back, Vickyâs face turned pale in an instant as her worst fears had come true.
The sudden sound of the gunshots also caught the attention of the other people in the mansion.
When the servants came out to check the situation and saw Lincoln covered in blood, chaos ensued.
Some rushed to call an ambulance, while others dialed Old Mister Hartâs number.
Soon enough, the ambulance arrived, and the doctors hurriedly carried Lincoln away. In the midst of it
all, Valencia, completely disregarding Vicky and Tyler, followed the ambulance in a panic, leaving the
mansion.
The mansion finally regained its quietude when Vicky suddenly remembered about Tyler and
instinctively glanced at him to find Tyler staring at her as well.
Tyler took in the transformation of her expression from panic, and concern, to relief.