Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 360

Alicia burst into tears the moment she heard Tyrone had been in an accident.

And now she found out it was all Tyrone’s doing?

Tyrone took a deep breath and offered a quiet explanation. “Honey… The people after us were bound to make a move sooner or later. So I decided to beat them to the punch, stir things up myself. Fight fire with fire. This way, they’ll think twice before trying anything for a while.”

Alicia’s anger made her chest ache.

She had to admit, Tyrone was frighteningly clever.

If he arranged it himself, at least he could control the damage—just a few surface injuries, nothing life-threatening—but it would draw a lot of attention from the police and the press.

If those people lurking in the shadows went after him first, the consequences could’ve been far worse.

“Please don’t be upset, Mrs. Lynch,” the assistant hurried to explain. “Mr. Lynch did all this because you’re pregnant. He’d rather get hurt himself if it means buying you both a little peace. This way, he can stay by your side and keep you and the baby safe.”

Tyrone shot the assistant a glare, silently telling him to shut up.

Alicia slumped against Tyrone’s shoulder, her voice barely a whisper. “I was just… so scared.”

“No matter what happens, no matter what you hear, you have to believe in me,” Tyrone said with a gentle smile. “Even if you hear I’m dead, don’t believe it. I’d never leave you like that.”

Alicia, her eyes brimming with tears, quickly pressed her hand over Tyrone’s mouth, as if to ward off the bad luck his words might bring.

She knew exactly what he was doing—preparing her for the worst, just in case.

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At Easton’s place.

Easton pedaled his bike up the driveway to a small villa—one of the Lynch family’s properties. Maddox had arranged for him to stay here. But now, with everything that had happened, the deed had probably passed to Tyrone.

Natalia opened her mouth to argue, but Easton caught her arm. “Don’t waste your breath. It’s pointless.”

“I’ll move out as soon as I can,” Easton said quietly, his voice steady.

“Easton, why should you be the one to leave?” Natalia shot back, walking beside him, her anger simmering. “This was your grandfather’s house, and Lynch Corporation should be yours. Tyrone’s your brother—did he really have to go this far?” She shook her head, muttering under her breath. “I used to think Tyrone was a big-picture guy, but now… he’s just like the rest.”

Easton said nothing.

Natalia looked at him, her expression softening. “Easton, you’re not established enough yet. That’s why everyone thinks they can push you around. That’s why you’re getting trampled.” She sighed, her tone gentle but earnest. “Your grandfather wanted me by your side to teach you how cutthroat this world can be.”

Survival of the fittest—that was the law of the business jungle.

If Easton didn’t toughen up, he’d keep getting tossed aside like this, always a stray, always at someone else’s mercy.

“Tyrone’s been running Lynch Corporation for years; his people are everywhere, especially in the higher ranks. Do you really think he’ll just step aside? Not a chance. He’s going to take everything he can get,” Natalia said, gripping Easton’s wrist. “I’m not telling you to fight Tyrone. I just want you to grow up fast—and become strong enough to stand your ground.”