Vickyâs eyes were fixed on Tylerâs tall, imposing figure. He stood amid the raging storm, unmoving.
On the ship, Lincoln watched as his subordinates fell around him. This did not faze him, and he even
smiled slightly. âYou
know your way with guns, no doubt,â he remarked, looking at the gun pointed at him. âBut youâre out of
bullets now, arenât
you?â
Tylerâs gaze darkened, but he did not say a word.
âI kidnapped the woman you care about the most. Given your personality, you wouldâve shot me the
moment you saw me
if you had any bullets left. You didnât,â Lincoln continued.
Tyler had always been a decisive person who did not hesitate, so his failure to shoot Lincoln indicated
he ran out of
bullets.
Lincoln smugly waved the gun in his hand. âYouâre out of bullets, but Iâm not.â He released the safety
and alternated the
aim of the gun between Tyler and the speedboat. He chuckled softly and said, âTell me: Should I kill
you or Vicky Shaw?â
Without waiting for Tylerâs answer, Lincoln continued, âYou ruined the Hart family, and the shares I held
are now worthless.
You didnât try to retrieve those shares from me because you were waiting for this moment, werenât you?
I thought I
outsmarted you, but it was all in vain. I have nothing now, and thereâs no chance for me to rise again.
âThatâs right, youâve outwitted me, and I truly have nothing left. Butâ¦â
Lincolnâs smile took on an eerie appearance. âYouâll soon lose everything too.
âNo, let me correct myself. Youâve never gained anything to begin with. The Harts only care about their
interests, not their
children. You have nothing to lose, unlike me.â
Tyler had run out of bullets. In an attempt to stall, he said, âYou had plenty. You just got greedy.â
âDid I?â Lincoln smiled bitterly. âAre you referring to the love from our family? Do you really think they
care for me? Being
raised by someone as selfish as Old Mister Hart, how exactly did you think his children would grow up
to be? Theyâre only
good to me because my obedience satisfied their love for control. They hate you because youâre
rebellious, and thatâs it!
They donât need a son; they need someone who will do as they say. They never cared about me either.
If they really cared
about me, they wouldnât have allowed my biological parents to die.â
Valencia and Orion liked the feeling of exclusive possession and nothing more. If they truly cared about
him, they would
not have disregarded his feelings and killed his biological parents.
Tyler listened silently. He no longer had any feelings for the Hart family nor for his biological parents.
âHoweverâ¦â Lincoln suddenly changed the subject. âYou made me lose everything and left me utterly
defeated. In return,
you should lose everything just like me, donât you think?â He shifted the gunâs aim toward the direction
of the speedboat
and smirked. âThere shouldnât be anything more painful than losing the person you love the most,
right?â
With that, Lincoln pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!
Just as he fired, Tyler, who saw through Lincolnâs intentions, lunged forward to grab the gun from him.
The shot veered slightly off course due to Tylerâs interference, narrowly missing Vicky.
However, Lincoln was no ordinary man and reacted quickly to take a few steps back to evade Tyler.
Tyler swiftly closed the distance and tried to wrest the gun away. Lincoln had experienced Tylerâs close
combat skills and
knew he had no chance if the gun was taken from him.
Unable to shake Tyler off, Lincoln narrowed his eyes coldly and tossed the gun into the sea.