"You!"
Hearing Emily Taylor's words, Lyra Howard immediately took off her sunglasses and angrily pointed at Emily.
Emily sneered, "Do you want to lose your finger?"
Even though it was a simple sentence, for some reason, Lyra unconsciously put her hand down.
"I don't care, regardless, you must make way for me now. I've commandeered this area!" Lyra crossed her arms and huffed.
"Commandeer?" Emily raised an eyebrow.
"In public, who are you to commandeer? Show me the commandeering paperwork." Emily demanded coldly.
Lyra's face darkened even more. She didn't have a damn commandeer document!
"Are you going to leave or not?" Lyra became increasingly angry.
Emily chuckled, "If there is a commandeering permit, I will leave. If not, I won't."
"You shameless wretch, refusing a face-saving exit!" Lyra cursed angrily.
Hearing this, Emily's face instantly turned cold, and she slapped Lyra across the face.
