Seeing that Sharon was about to leave, Lydia forced herself to sit up. "Wait!"
"You better not move so much now…" Sharon turned to look at Lydia. At this moment, she was unzipping the sofa cushion in the office.
The sound of the unzipping of a metal zipper brushed past Sharon's ear. She stood opposite Lydia and frowned unconsciously. Why did she have a strange feeling? She wanted to leave, but it was as if the truth was about to be revealed, making her at a loss.
Lydia took out a brown paper bag and shook it at the table in front of the sofa.
A few more photos appeared on the table.
"I wonder if you're interested in looking at these things," Lydia said plainly.
Sharon asked, "What are these?"
"The things about the Harris family. They are also related to your mother."
Sharon's body stiffened unconsciously, and Lynn's gentle face flashed across her eyes.
