Tyler's breath heated Vicky's skin, and her heart raced as she sat on his lap stiffly.
Just then, Tyler spotted the necklace around her neck and said, "Is this from Harvey?"
"Yeah."
"Do you like it?"
"It's a style that I like."
"Harvey has always been good at making women happy," he said emotionlessly.
Vicky did not respond, and he reached out to play with the necklace gently.
"Mister Hart..." she muttered nervously.
"He's gone to save another woman, so why are you still wearing this?" Tyler asked. "Do you love him?"
Vicky looked into his eyes. "What about you, Mister Hart?"
"Me?"
"Can you sleep with another woman when you're in love with another?"
"Don't you know that men are capable of separating their hearts and bodies?" His lips curled into a cold sneer. "Harvey, too, got engaged with you yet went to risk his life for another woman."
Vicky was rendered speechless.
"Besides..." He caressed her cheek. "If I can't get the older sister, I'll go for the younger one. That's
