Loving You In Secret

Loving You In Secret By Debbie Meza Chapter 6

An expression colder than snow adorned Tyler Hart’s handsome face, and his voice was just as cold as he sneered, “Try it, then.”

Vicky scoffed and walked away proudly.

After taking the elevator, she returned to the banquet hall. She looked around to locate Cece when all of a sudden, a glass of red wine spilled onto her evening gown.

The waitress, with a tray at hand, seemingly did not notice her, causing her to bump into Vicky and spill the wine from the tray in the process.

The waitress frantically stammered, evidently on the verge of tears, “Missus Hart, I’m sorry… I’m really sorry!”

Seeing this, Vicky said, “It’s fine. I’m just going to change into a clean outfit.”

She thus went to the elevator to go upstairs to change into a new outfit.

Ding! The door to the elevator opened and a tall man walked out of it elegantly. Glancing at her, he was rather surprised to see the wine stain on her evening gown.

Vicky’s breath halted when she saw the look on Tyler’s face. She slowly made her way to enter the elevator before the man moved in front of her, effectively stopping her.

His lips curled into a sarcastic smile. “What’s wrong with your outfit, Missus Hart?”

Vicky balled her fists tightly. Every time this jerk spotted her, only mockery and sarcastic comments would follow suit!

Alas, it seemed God had an affinity for antagonizing her.

She sneered, “Mister Hart, do you remember that you’re the CEO of Hart Corporation? You have a prestigious status. Don’t you feel cheap by having such a gloating look on your face?”

“Oh, so caring for my wife is cheap?” He gave her a once-over and pretended to be curious. “Then, does Missus Hart think of herself as a cheap woman too?”

The door to the elevator was about to close while they were talking, and no one else had entered. Having nothing to retort with, the annoyed Vicky silently stormed into the elevator.

thought they could end things peacefully instead of winding up in a difficult situation. In spite of that, every time he spoke, he

door closed automatically, his annoying—though evidently still charming—face disappeared from her

and looked at the waitress

…

the mirror, Vicky was dumbfounded by the

sleeve top and long pants. Theoretically speaking, the banquet would prepare different sizes of evening gowns for emergency purposes. With that, she

that matched her size were just too…ugly. It was old-fashioned, out of style,

word appeared in her mind, and it

tops, and shorts, not to mention how hot it was to be wearing long

a birthday party! It was Senior Hart’s birthday party today. Many prestigious and powerful guests attended the birthday party. If she were to attend the party in this outfit, she would become the joke of

her evening gown before

“It’s that jerk!”

spill red wine onto her and purposely made

“Ugh, he’s insane!”

because she had embarrassed The Mistress Duo, this was how

infuriated and prepared to change back to

it was Cece calling. The moment she accepted the call, however, her friend’s frantic voice came from the other end of the

did not manage to finish her sentence before her phone seemed to

“Cece! Where are you—?”

she could finish, the busy dial tone beeped. She

strode out of the room to look for Cece and did not care about

commotion in the hallway. Most people

it real? Was the

We can hear the sounds, even with the door

to have this happening

wonder who that shameless woman

group of people standing in front of a room, and she quickly