With that said, Tyler glared at Vicky and left.

As Tyler departed, Vicky slumped back onto the bed, utterly exhausted.

The three days she requested from him were nothing but a tactical retreat. With Tyler’s current condition, he could easily slip back into his other imagination by the following day.

The hallucinogenic substance in his body had yet to be cleared, and combined with Avery’s hypnosis, it was a struggle for him to remain sane.

Exiting the villa, Tyler headed for the car parked by the entrance. When he appeared, the door to the driver’s seat swung open. Adam, with the utmost respect, held the door for him.

“If you’d please, Mister Hart.”

Tyler settled into the car expressionlessly, and Adam handed him his phone. “Mister Hart, you left your phone on the back seat.”

Taking the phone, Tyler asked absentmindedly, “Any calls?”

passed through Adam’s eyes, and he

and fell

his seatbelt, Adam inquired softly, “Mister Hart,

“Back to the company.”

Adam before he turned

rest. Massaging his throbbing temples, he was consumed by an unfamiliar vile

the rearview mirror, Adam observed him

had been wearing a look as if he could snap any

chose to remain silent in the end, knowing

at all overpowering. Nonetheless, the scent brought a sense of tranquility to the mind and heart, even soothing the pain in Tyler’s

his eyes.

momentarily, but he quickly recovered and answered, “I heard from Harry that you have been having trouble sleeping recently, so he got this calming fragrance. They say it helps focus

bring unsupervised items into

and he lowered his gaze. “…

the window and asked, “Have

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