Loving You In Secret

Loving You In Secret By Debbie Meza Chapter 8

“Vicky, come with me,” said Tyler.

Vicky brought Cece to another room and instructed her, “Stay here for a bit. I’ll be right back.”

Just as Vicky was about to leave, Cece grabbed onto her sleeves. “I’m sorry, Vicky.”

Cece was not stupid. She knew the wealthy young adult she had hurt came from a noteworthy background. Even when she was the victim in the case, to those guests, she was wrong for fighting back.

Vicky turned to look back and saw Cece looking unsettled, her eyes brimming with tears. “It’s alright,” she assured her. “It’s not your fault.”

She continued to comfort Cece for a while before leaving with Tyler.

…

In another room, Vicky told Tyler what happened in detail before finally saying, “Cece didn’t do anything wrong. Sasha orchestrated this whole thing.”

Tyler gazed at Vicky aloofly. “Are you telling me the one who hurt Hector Larson is Sasha?”

“Without Sasha in the picture, Cece will never be in a moment where she might get molested, and she’d never hurt Hector Larson too,” Vicky explained.

Tyler opened his eyes and flatly asked, “How do you know it’s Sasha?”

The question unsettled Vicky.

“Those people came to the room too quickly, like they knew where to go as soon as it happened. That means someone must have tipped them and deliberately lured them there. This is the first time Cece attended a party with me, and she had never offended anyone before. The only thing that happened was that she had quarreled with Sasha when we just arrived. Coincidentally, Sasha was among those who came to the scene, too—”

“So these are just your assumptions?” interjected Tyler before she could finish.

surely—as she looked at the handsome

into her mind. She smiled and

it if it’s Sheila, but are you really going to protect Sasha, the brainless and wicked woman? If she can plot against Cece today, she could also use a more despicable method

Tyler to miss the sarcasm in her tone. His gaze grew serious, and so did his tone as he spoke, “Vicky, nothing good comes

at him as she retorted, “If I don’t provoke you, are you willing to let the

“The law

coldness that stemmed from her heart. The blood in her veins, too, felt like it was

Why would he help her since it was Cece who was

footsteps were heard coming

a waitress standing outside with

been taken away by the

her

old butler came to them as well.

butler said, “Sir, Missus, Senior Hart is asking for both of

to look for Senior

could barely mask his disgust as he knocked his walking stick to the floor. “Vicky Shaw! Wasn’t it enough that you caused big trouble in the past? Offending the Larson family now… Are you only going to stop when

explain, “Grandpa, it’s

the Hart family owe you anything?!” he

due to his anger. Vicky wanted to go closer, but she

…

Hart’s place. The night was

hurting, and

that she had a hard time knowing what to think of, and the

looked more like

does Grandpa mean when he said that?”