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.

she looked at the handsome man. “You don’t believe me, and…you’re going to protect that

mind. She smiled and yet,

have to? I get 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 to go against other people. She does have a

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

you, are you willing

law

indifferent expression, and her entire being grew cold from the coldness that stemmed from her heart. The blood

could she forget? When Sasha pushed her into the pool, he did not side with her, either. Why would he help her since it was Cece

gradually became tense. Just then, loud footsteps were heard

a waitress

Lynn has been

her fists

them as well.

Senior Hart is asking

they went to look

disgust as he knocked his walking stick to the floor. “Vicky Shaw! Wasn’t it enough

to explain, “Grandpa,

owe you anything?!” he roared. “You…ack…

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

…

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

hurting, and she was dizzy as

messy that she had a hard time knowing what to think of, and the way Senior Hart looked at her haunted

It looked more

does Grandpa mean when he said that?” rang Vicky’s question in the quiet