Vicky’s eyes were fixed on Tyler’s tall, imposing figure. He stood amid the raging storm, unmoving.

On the ship, Lincoln watched as his subordinates fell around him. This did not faze him, and he even smiled slightly. “You

know your way with guns, no doubt,” he remarked, looking at the gun pointed at him. “But you’re out of bullets now, aren’t

you?”

Tyler’s gaze darkened, but he did not say a word.

“I kidnapped the woman you care about the most. Given your personality, you would’ve shot me the moment you saw me

if you had any bullets left. You didn’t,” Lincoln continued.

Tyler had always been a decisive person who did not hesitate, so his failure to shoot Lincoln indicated he ran out of

bullets.

Lincoln smugly waved the gun in his hand. “You’re out of bullets, but I’m not.” He released the safety and alternated the

Tyler and the speedboat. He chuckled softly and said, “Tell me: Should I

the Hart family, and the shares I

to retrieve those shares from me because you were waiting for this moment, weren’t you? I

was all in vain. I have nothing now, and there’s no chance for me to

right, you’ve outwitted me, and I truly have nothing

on an eerie appearance. “You’ll soon

to begin with. The Harts only care about

have nothing

an attempt to stall, he said, “You had plenty. You just got

bitterly. “Are you referring to the love from our family? Do

Mister Hart, how exactly did

satisfied their love for control. They hate you because you’re rebellious, and that’s

will do as they say. They never cared about me either. If

me, they wouldn’t have allowed my biological parents

exclusive possession and nothing more. If they truly cared about him,

his feelings and killed his biological

no longer had any feelings for the Hart family nor for

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