Chapter 892: Chapter 894

Chapter 894

The atmosphere continued to be awkward during dinner, and though the others did not say another

word, they kept looking over. Their judgemental gaze pierced through the air like blades.

Tyler ignored them all, and when Vicky did not start eating, he calmly served food onto her plate.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like these?”

She snapped out of it and said, “No, it’s not that.”

“Then eat up,” he said. “I thought you said you were hungry.”

After what had just happened, Vicky had lost her appetite, but she knew that Tyler would order the

servants to make other dishes if she refused to eat.

To prevent others from thinking that she was spoiled, she picked up her spoon.

Not far away, Isabella scoffed. “How shameless.”

After dinner, it was time for casual conversation and tea where people formed into small groups to chat.

“Tyler.” Old Mister Hart called out. “Come. There’s something I want to discuss with you in person.”

Old Mister Hart clearly did not want Vicky to be there, so she stepped aside and said to Tyler, “Go

ahead. I’ll go make tea.”

Tyler glanced at her and nodded. “Call me if you need anything.”

“Sure.”

The family banquet was hosted by Old Mister Hart, and no one would dare to cause trouble in front of

him. Even Valencia and Orion had to resort to tempering the food menu to pick on Vicky.

They assumed that Vicky would continue to endure as she had in the past, but Tyler, unexpectedly,

decided not to stay silent and exposed everything in front of everyone. Although no one said anything,

they all knew that it was Valencia and Orion were the ones who planned the menus.

Tyler’s action undoubtedly amounted to publicly humiliating them.

Valencia and Orion already disliked Vicky to begin with, and since their son had humiliated them

because of Vicky, they simply could not be more frustrated.

Vicky did not want to make things difficult for herself, so she went to the kitchen to make tea.

Just as the water was boiling, the kitchen door was pushed open.

“Hey, Vicky. It’s been a few years, but you’ve certainly risen in status, huh? You’ve finally learned to get

a man to speak on your behalf, huh?”

Vicky turned her head to see a proud figure, strutting toward her like a peacock.

Isabella first examined her from head to toe, and let out a disdainful sneer. “How can someone with

your taste think that you can be a fashion designer? Tsk, tsk, tsk! I guess women who are skilled in the

art of seduction are different from the rest of us. No matter how hard others work, they can’t surpass

your accomplishment by crawling onto men’s beds. Indeed, your skills in that aspect are impressive… I

suppose it’s a talent in some way…” As if remembering something, Isabella revealed a malicious smile.

“Or should I say, it’s a profession.”

Vicky frowned in disgust.

Isabella lacked ambition, had no real aspirations, and had an incredibly simple mind.

Her thoughts were practically written all over her face, and because she posed no threat to the Hart

family, the other family members were rather fond of her.

Isabella would occasionally cause trouble, but it was never anything significant, and the issues were

easily resolved without affecting the Hart family.

It was considered normal for a wealthy young lady to have a bit of a temper and be a little wilful, so

even Old Mister Hart indulged his granddaughter to a great extent.

Back in the day, when Vicky was still young and Isabella had just come of age, Isabella took pleasure

in tormenting Vicky all the time.