"Don't say anymore...!"
Lyra was flustered, urging Sophia Jackson to shut up.
"You believe me?" Sophia grinned maliciously.
Seeing Sophia grin like that, Lyra was hit with a sudden realization that she was being toyed with.
"You were just teasing me earlier?" she asked uncertainly.
Sophia burst out laughing, "It seems that Uncle Wu has spoiled you so much that you've lost your ability to think independently."
Lyra: "..." Wasn't that just her way of calling her a moron?!
"You're the moron," she argued.
"Hey!" Sophia said seriously, "I didn't say that, you were the one who thought it."
Honestly, Lyra didn't believe it. How could such a coincidence happen?
And Uncle Wu wasn't that free, especially at that time in the villa.
Sophia waved her hand: "Alright, stop thinking about it. Instead of speculating wildly, why don't you just ask Uncle Wu directly if he's seen you in a maid outfit?"
"..."
Damn, that's brutal.
