Lyra Smith immediately closed her eyes, maintaining her curled-up posture.
Soon, she felt someone approaching her, getting closer and closer...
When a person's senses perceive danger, their heartbeat will uncontrollably speed up, their breaths will be short and struggling, and their brain will be oxygen deprived due to panic, as if they could pass out the next second.
Even though Lyra was calm enough, facing such a situation alone still made her feel a surge of panic.
Splash-
The black cloth over her head was torn off.
Lyra was prepared to continue pretending to be unconscious, but as the black cloth was ripped off, her head was suddenly hit, and her eyebrows instinctively furrowed.
"Mr. Lee, she's awake," Tingey said as he removed the black cloth and spoke to the man sitting on the sofa.
Lyra clenched her eyes shut, and a layer of cold sweat soaked her forehead...
Regret filled her mind: it's over, it's really over...
Dylan Lee glanced in their direction.
