Lyra Smith did not despair, facing this outcome calmly and collectedly.
The subordinate who captured her brought her in front of the man she had just tricked.
His expression was serious, indifferent, a hint of anger lurking in his brow.
Upon seeing this man, Lyra couldn't fully maintain her composed expression, and a strong feeling of dread sank into her heart.
Having been caught and brought back after faking weakness and misleading him, he probably wanted to tear her apart!
"Did you offend Mr.Lee?"
Tingey questioned.
Lyra was bewildered by this question. She had no idea who Mr. Lee was, or which Mr. Lee she might have offended?
Could it be…Phil Lee?
The only person surnamed Lee she had offended was Phil Lee!
"Answer me." Seeing Lyra stay silent, Tingey's voice became darker and heavier.
Startled by his deep and heavy voice, Lyra's facial muscles tightened. She answered, "I have not offended a Mr. Lee!"
Upon hearing her answer, Tingey furrowed his brow.
