"Lydia Shire?" Christopher Robinson seemed to not recognize her, slowly pronouncing her name.
There was a certain taste in his mouth, as if he were savoring her name on his lips.
"Mr. Benjamin's girlfriend?" Christopher's question was directed at Lydia.
He, of course, knew what this question meant to Lydia, and it was precisely because he knew that he asked her deliberately.
Upon hearing this, Lydia felt as though a knife had been plunged into her heart and was being viciously twisted.
Christopher was the one wielding that knife. At this moment, he wouldn't kill her with a single stab, because that would be too merciful. Instead, he wanted to slice the flesh from her body, one piece at a time, tormenting and humiliating her.
For example, at this moment, he deliberately asked Nathan Benjamin an extra question.
"Friends," Lydia slowly moved her lips and responded to Christopher's question with utmost poise.
