Tyrone arched a brow and stepped in front of Alicia, shielding her. "My wife won't be accepting gifts from Mr. Lawson."
Every reporter in the room perked up, sensing the whiff of a scandal.
What was Vincent up to? Wasn't he about to marry Mina? Why was he here, offering flowers to Alicia?
Backstage, Mina's face shifted from shock to fury the moment she spotted Vincent. Her hands clenched so tightly she nearly drew blood.
Didn't Vincent say he was too busy on Monday? Too busy to sign the marriage papers, but not too busy to attend Alicia's graduation? It was obvious who he'd really come for.
Chloe stared at Mina, wide-eyed. "Sis, why is your fiancéâ"
"Shut up!" Mina hissed, jaw tight.
Out in the audience, Vincent's expression soured. He hadn't expected Tyrone to show up. He'd counted on Jade persuading Serena to keep Tyrone away.
Jaw clenched, Vincent forced himself to speak calmly. "Alicia, I promised I'd come to your graduation."
Alicia let out a sharp, derisive laugh.
That was a lie. He never made such a promise.
"I just wanted to surprise you," Vincent tried again.
"Please," Tyrone cut in, deadpan. "Showing up at another man's wife's graduation isn't a surprise. It's a horror show." He wrapped an arm around Alicia and led her away.
Vincent stood rooted to the spot, frustration burning inside him. He refused to believe Tyrone could keep this up for long.
Sooner or later, Tyrone would divorce her for Serena, wouldn't he?
As Tyrone guided Alicia past Vincent, Vincent lowered his voice. "Tyrone." He stared at him, voice tense. "Don't think I don't see what you're doingâ
putting Alicia in front of the cameras to shield your real lover. Tyrone, that's despicable."
Tyrone glanced at Alicia, then back at Vincent. "Wait for me in the car," he murmured.
Alicia was in no mood for Vincent's drama. She nodded and walked off without a word.
Vincent's anger simmered over. "You don't understand Alicia. She's gentle, but she has pride. Throwing money at her is an insultâshe's not that kind of woman!"
He'd always withheld money from Alicia, thinking she'd hate to feel like a kept woman.
"Is that so?" Tyrone's voice was cool. "I give my wife moneyâhow is that an insult? When you get married, do you plan to split everything down the middle?"
A smirk played on Tyrone's lips. "Mr. Lawson, everyone's free to live as they choose. You do things your way, I'll do things mine. How I treat my wife is none of your business."
Vincent's jaw clenched so hard it hurt. "Tyrone, I know you're using her. She's too soft-heartedâdon't go too far."
Tyrone's gaze sharpened. "And what gives you the right to say that? She was with you for four yearsâdid you ever treat her well?"
Vincent fell silent.
He hadn't. Not really. Alicia had always been so easy to please, so obedient. He'd taken her for granted, year after year.
"Don't hurt her..." Vincent's voice was hoarse.
If Tyrone ever let Alicia go, Vincent would win her back. He was sure of it.
But Tyrone didn't spare him another glance, striding away without a word.
...
In the car, Alicia clutched the bouquet Tyrone had given her, her heart pounding in her chest.
Tyrone had kept his promise.
A smile slipped onto her lips before she could stop it. Flustered, she pressed her hands to her face.
What was she doing...?
Her fingers stilled on her cheek as she suddenly noticed something. She looked down at her hand.
Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent)
ï¤Chapter 149 Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse ï¤Chapter 760 - 756: Encountering a Man with Evil Intentions When did she start wearing a ring?
She hadn't even realized it, but there it was: a simple, elegant band on her left ring finger.
Carefully, Alicia slipped it off and inspected the inside. There, engraved in tiny letters, were the initials: A&T.
She stared, stunned. The ring...
Just then, Tyrone climbed into the car and caught sight of Alicia turning the ring over in her hands.