"Sophia Jackson."
Upon hearing someone call her name, Sophia turned around.
Seeing Anthony walking towards her, she immediately stopped and didn't chase after anyone anymore.
Anthony was wearing a white T-shirt, a white shirt as an outer layer, and white sneakers with rolled-up pants. His casual look, with chestnut hair hanging on his forehead, made him look like a gentle and elegant young man in school. Sophia stared at him for a few seconds.
She asked, "When did you get here?"
Anthony answered, "Just now."
Sophia pointed in another direction, "If you just got here, shouldn't you have come from that way?"
Anthony replied casually, "I guess I've been here for a while then."
Sophia wasn't slow-witted and quickly understood, "You just saw Lyra, didn't you?"
Anthony raised the corner of his mouth, his smile suddenly taking on an extraordinary depth, "I didn't see Lyra."
Sophia narrowed her eyes, "Did you really not see her, or did you just see someone else instead of her?"
