Vicky understood Lincoln’s message clearly. Her movements were confined to this room, and if he suspected she tried to

escape, she would end up tightly bound.

It did not take long before someone knocked on the room’s door, and Miranda entered with a tray of food.

“Mister Hart, this is the meal you requested for Ms. Shaw,” she said.

Lincoln took the tray. “Yes, you can go now,” he replied, his eyes briefly glancing at Vicky.

Vicky made no attempts to shout or question Miranda, and she did not lose her temper either. After all, doing any of that

would not change anything.

Lincoln approached Vicky with the tray. “You must be hungry after going a day without food,” he remarked, lifting the

utensils as if he intended to feed her.

Vicky instinctively avoided his hand. “I can manage on my own.”

Lincoln did not push further and handed her the tray.

was plentiful and clearly

much of an appetite, but under Lincoln’s watchful eye, she

meal.

leftovers, but

are you so cooperative? Aren’t you afraid I might put something in

to harm your

and replied calmly, “I’m not afraid

so?” Lincoln seemed somewhat surprised. “You seem to have a

wanted to harm the child, you could’ve done so when I was unconscious. Besides,

lose a significant bargaining chip.

feigned helplessness. “Sometimes, it’s not necessarily a good thing when a woman is

Vicky remained silent.

and engaged in a casual conversation with her

the wedding. After that incident, you must’ve given up on him. Vicky, if he

You can trust me; I will treat this child

I said I’m not interested, would you

might be hard for you to accept me right away, but there’s plenty

and pursue you. Just

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