Chapter 24
Chapter 24
In Sheila’s ward.
Sheila stared at the man before her and asked, “Tyler, what do you… think about what happened?”
“I’ll need to check the surveillance footage and understand what exactly happened before I can draw a conclusion.”
“And if Sasha really is at fault…”
“Then she has it coming,” he said with a cold expression.
She instantly realized that Tyler despised Sasha for what she did and did not intend to interfere.
After a few moments of silence, she said, “Tyler, can you please help Sasha out? She’s been the one by my side ever since I returned. I know that she has a terrible temper, but…you know that she’s not a bad person. What’s on her mind is all over her face.
“Besides, Miss Shaw hit her in the head, and she got badly injured from it, so I’d say that’s enough of a punishment.
“All these happened because of me. Had my arm not been injured, Sasha wouldn’t have resented Miss Shaw. Tyler, I know that Miss Shaw is your wife and you’re in a difficult position, but please, for our friendship’s sake, can you please…help Sasha?”
Noticing that Tyler remained quiet, she gritted her teeth. “I’m begging you. Just this once, okay?”
Sheila had been injured on the arm and suffered another injury on her leg inflicted by Maria because of Tyler.
At this point, it was hard for him to refuse, and it eventually came through as he nodded. “Alright.”
Before Sheila could beam at him, he coldly added, “But this will be the one and only time I help her. If she gets herself into trouble again, I’m staying out of it.”
Expressionlessly, he narrowed his dark eyes casually as he warned her, “She’s an adult now. No one else should suffer the consequences of what she did in her place.”
Sheila froze and forced a smile. “I understand.”
Sebastian went to check the surveillance footage and left Vicky’s room.
Vicky remained inside her room, her head heavy and her body consistently drifted between feeling too
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The door opened once again and she opened her eyes to glance over, only to spot a familiar, towering figure.
Tyler walked over to the bed. “How are you feeling?”
I’m not dying anytime soon, if that’s what you are asking,” she said hoarsely.
“I’ve already hired the best team of doctors to look after you.”
“Okay.”
“Nanny Paterson will bring some daily necessities over later. I’ve made arrangements for you to be transferred to the VIP ward as well.”
She looked Tyler in the eyes. “Just say whatever you need to say. There’s no point in beating around the bushes.”
He studied her pale face and asked, “What do you intend to do about Sasha?”
“It’s not my role to determine what crime she committed and what punishment she should suffer. It’s up to the police.”
“So, you’re not letting her off easy?”
She chuckled. “Tyler, I nearly died drowning because of her. What reason do I have to let the person who attempted to murder me go? Do I look like a saint or a fool to you?”
After a few moments of silence, he said, “If I ask you to let her go?”
She blinked expressionlessly. “What you ask is none of my business.”
“Vicky, you didn’t hold back when you hit her in the head. You already had your fun.” He stared intently into her eyes. “You should know that what I don’t want happening will never happen.”
She met his eyes and drawled, “I don’t know if what you don’t want happening is going to happen, but I know that I’ll do whatever I want to do.”