Chapter 157

It was easy to act like a different person, but some things just could not be faked-especially a person's temperament.

Vicky grew up in an upper-class society. Even though she had lost her memory, she could differentiate the real and the fake with just one look.

Thinking of this, she said, "Maybe he wore this shirt very often, so the button became loose after a while.’

Cece thought and agreed, "Maybe."

After Vicky sewed the button back to the shirt, she ironed it nicely and hung it on the shelves so she could send it back to Mister Kirby next weekend. 1

When Vicky just arrived home at night, her phone rang. It was a call from Tyler.

"I'm busy tonight, so I won't make it back for dinner. Go ahead and eat; don't wait for me."

Vicky held her phone and said, "Okay."

"Alright, I'm hanging up."

Tyler hung up, Vicky asked, "Are you coming

for a

and

to draw her design. At around 10 at night,

it was already half past ten. The sky was already very dark, and Tyler was not home

no texts or calls from Tyler. She paused a long while as she stared at his contact number, her finger hovering over

about him when he was still outside late at night.

beep, beep! The dial tone was extremely clear when it was a quiet

the

Vicky lowered her head.

let loose as she was about to go to bed. It covered

automatically, and Vicky did not call anymore. Several

my phone ring," said Tyler, sounding

alright," replied Vicky, sounding normal. "I was just calling to ask when you're coming

back

Otherwise, I'll cook for you,"

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