Back then, she was still a young girl, her face hadn't fully matured yet. Would the old man recognize her if she removed the mask?
If the old man can recognize her, would he take another shot at her?
Probably not...
After all, he didn't take a second shot even when she didn't die back then.
On the contrary, he even saved her and the benefactor immediately.
Thinking of this, Lyra Smith touched her face and felt reassured to find the mask properly on her face. This mask was truly the most useful thing she had prepared in advance.
Phil Lee noticed that Gregory Smith was watching that woman again. She felt uncomfortable. She wanted to lash out at that woman, but was afraid of angering her grandfather and diminishing her own noble identity as the daughter of the Lee family.
Never mind, she wouldn't stoop to the level of a nobody.
She approached him and affectionately looped her arm through his, "Cousin, everyone else is dancing. Can you invite me to dance?"
