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.

heart plummeted, sinking into what felt like a bottomless ocean—slowly but surely—as she looked at the handsome man. “You

her mind. She smiled and yet, her eyes looked cold

you really going to protect Sasha, the brainless and wicked woman? If she can plot against Cece today, she could also use a

in her tone. His gaze grew serious, and so did his tone as he spoke, “Vicky, nothing good comes out if you provoke

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

answered calmly, “The law

from the coldness that stemmed from her

side with her, either. Why would he help her since it was Cece

became tense. Just then, loud footsteps were heard coming toward the

to open the door, revealing a waitress

been

her

butler came to them as well. This

“Sir, Missus, Senior Hart

they went to look for

walking stick to the floor. “Vicky Shaw! Wasn’t it enough

tried to explain, “Grandpa, it’s

Hart family owe you

go closer, but she stopped when she saw the vicious stare

…

Hart’s place. The night was chilly, and darkness had

head hurting, and she

hard time knowing what to think of,

It looked

that?” rang Vicky’s