Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 221

Alicia’s chest tightened.

She’d known Tyrone for years, but it was rare to see him truly angry—this time, though, there was no mistaking it.

Nervous, Alicia squeezed his hand. “Don’t listen to her, she’s not well…”

She tried to coax him back toward the living room, her voice barely above a whisper.

But Tyrone was furious, and there was no hiding it.

Everyone in Harboridge City knew there was one thing you never, ever mentioned to Tyrone: his mother. It was his one untouchable sore spot.

His fingers curled into a fist as he turned to glare at Nicole. “You have a death wish, is that it?”

Nicole flinched, stumbling a step backward, genuinely startled by the venom in his voice.

She hadn’t meant to go that far—she was just lashing out in the heat of the moment.

Back when she’d lived with the White family, she’d overheard Jade and Brandon mention the real reason Tyrone couldn’t break off the engagement. She didn’t know all the details, but she understood enough: it was tied to his mother’s death.

Jade had warned her, more than once—never bring up Tyrone’s mother in front of him. The consequences would be dire.

“Tyrone… I—I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that…” Nicole stammered, her eyes brimming with tears.

What now?

He looked ready to kill her.

But then, as if remembering who she was, Nicole straightened her shoulders. She was Ms. White, Reginald’s granddaughter. She didn’t believe for a second that Tyrone would actually dare to hurt her.

“Tyrone…” Alicia’s voice trembled; even she was frightened by the look in his eyes. He seemed dangerous—like he might actually do something to Nicole.

Just then, a sleek black sedan pulled up outside. The door opened, and the person who stepped out drew everyone’s attention, distracting Tyrone for a moment.

Clayton glanced at her for a moment, then nodded.

Relieved, Nicole darted behind Clayton, clutching his sleeve like a lifeline. “They’ve all been picking on me.”

Tyrone didn’t say a word to Clayton—not even a nod of acknowledgment.

Alicia was surprised; Tyrone wasn’t the type to be rude for no reason. Did he have history with this man?

Yet she couldn’t help but notice how Tyrone’s anger seemed to ebb the moment Clayton appeared.

“Mr. Lynch, I’ll be taking Miss White with me now,” Clayton said, his gaze drifting to Alicia.

For the briefest moment, his eyes lingered on her, Adam’s apple bobbing as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words and turned away, leading Nicole out.

Tyrone seemed ready to let it all go, perhaps out of respect for Clayton—until Nicole, never knowing when to quit, called back over her shoulder, “Tyrone, I’m telling Grandpa! I’ll tell him you bullied me—and you too, Alicia! I’ve got someone to protect me now. Just you wait!”