"What did they say?"

Keith frowned and waited for his answer with interest.

"Mr. Frazier has confined Miss Irene. She is not allowed to come out without his order." The butler replied respectfully.

Keith grunted, "Good, so she can no longer come to Frayton to make troubles. I finally can a peaceful life for a while."

He waved his hand, gesturing the butler to leave, while he himself continued to stare at the closed door of the room.

The Frazier's residence in Suham.

Irene went into a frenzy in her room.

"This is too much for dad! How can he lock me in my room and not even let me out this door!"

A servant approached her timidly and comforted her in a soft voice, "Miss, don't be too sad. You're just grounded. You can stay at home in peace for a while and it will be over soon."

"You know nothing about it! Get the hell out of here!"

Irene took out all the flowers from a vase and threw them at the servant, "Get out! Don't annoy me!"

As if she didn't feel relieved enough, she grabbed the vase and slammed it on the ground hard.

"Miss, you can't do that! This is a crystal vase. Madam brought it back from Fospona. It's worth a lot of money. You can't throw it!"

The servant looked at the vase whose brim was broken and was very distressed, but did not dare to go forward easily to stop it.

"All these things are my family's. I can throw them as I want! How dare you, a servant , tell me what to do? If you dare to talk too much again, I'll pull out your tongue!"

She pushed all the cosmetics off the table, and there was a crackling and crunching sound on the floor that was very harsh.

The servant knew that any further persuasion would be self-defeating, so she simply shut her mouth, closed the door and left.

Mr. Frazier and Mrs. Frazier naturally heard Irene's rant upstairs, and Mr. Frazier grimaced and threw his cigarette into an ashtray.

"Look at the good daughter you've taught!"

"What are you taking about?"

Mrs. Frazier was displeased, "Is she not your daughter? You want to get rid of your responsibility?"

I am, he insists. If we let

"You!"

who had come down

Irene is grounded. It's normal she's in a bad mood. Just let her

way to vent out! Listen, if she keeps doing it like this,

Frazier pointed upstairs and sighed repeatedly, regretting that his daughter did not live up

faintly audible, and Garrett pondered for a moment before deciding to go upstairs

plate and was

Garrett took the plate from her hand and pulled her down on a couch, "Anger hurts your body. Just stop it and get

"Garrett!"

aggrieved, "Just for a divorced woman, Keith actually wants to back out

her face

simple as that, right? I know you

divorce, Keith has been letting her live in the villa and treating her so

on her

okay!?" She shook his arm and pouted, "Can you tolerate and

and his hands pressed down on Irene's shoulders, "Irene, say again, what is that woman's

was a bit puzzled, but still said it again, "Lyra, an orphan from Frayton orphanage. What

Lyra ...

name was too

Could it be her?

can she

turned his head to digest her words,

wrong

his abnormality and

do you have a photo

I guess there are photos of her face online.

Garrett shook his head.

to internet gossip, but what Irene said was not accessible at all in Suham.

it be

would the Lloyd family want to block Suham's news

speculations in his

sat down on the couch and was

found out a photo of Lyra that she had taken, and handed it

as this bitch is

looking at the photos

you

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