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

Lincoln’s watchful eye, she picked up her spoon

meal.

but it was

smile. “Why are you so

to harm

spoon and replied calmly, “I’m not afraid of that

Lincoln seemed somewhat surprised. “You seem to have a lot of trust in

could’ve done so when I was unconscious. Besides, if this child

found me, you’d lose a significant bargaining chip. It wouldn’t be worth it,”

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

Vicky remained silent.

in a good mood and engaged in a casual conversation with her in a

After that incident, you must’ve given up on

to be with me? You can trust me;

if I said I’m not interested,

for you to accept me right away, but there’s plenty of time in the

willing to start as friends and pursue you. Just like how…Tyler is

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