In the garden.

Lyra had her arms crossed and stood in front the fountain to get some fresh air.

If she didn't come out to get some air, she was probably going to be fainted by the disgusting smell of the banquet hall.

"Lyra!"

A shrill voice suddenly sounded behind.

She turned her head and saw that it was Sheila walking towards her, holding her head high.

"Didn't it hurt enough? Still want me to help you recall it?" She coldly looked back and her tone was aloof and cold.

Sheila was so angry at her words that she wanted to go up and scratch her face, but thinking of her plan, she clenched her hands and held herself back.

She took a bank card out of her LV bag and handed it to Lyra with a patronizing tone.

"There's $300,000 in here. It's yours as long as you promise never to hang around my brother again. Leave Frayton and never come back."

odd look at the bank card in

hair, and she wanted

looked at her expression and thought that she must be persuaded, so Sheila became

you've never seen so much money like this. But this money is just a week's allowance for me. I think that you need

she didn't lend it to you. Now it's good. With

that? Have

eyes sparkled with excitement as she kept thinking

in the Freeman family, Fiona withheld all of

that Lyra, being so poor, must

was stolen before the party was over and falsely caught

she would bribe the guards to beat Lyra to death. And it could leave her a record of theft by the way. Lyra would never be able to get

about this, the excitement in her

apologize, but this time I really mean it. You are

cocked her head and sized her up, taking in all her expressions and

tuned on her phone and sent a text message to

is in my bag in the car on the way here. Help me go to

almost two seconds for her

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