It was Lyra, much to Evan's surprise. He thought she'd left, but apparently, she didn't. The heiresses, on the other hand, were dumbstruck. They couldn't believe a woman like Lyra existed. She almost felt like something out of a fairytale.It was their first time seeing her, and she made their heart race. Anya didn't even have the courage to meet her eyes. Hazel compared Lyra to Sylvie and Estelle. In terms of looks, Lyra was on the same level, but the presence she carried was something else entirely.She was cold, distant, almost untouchable, as if she had been born to stand above everyone else. The heiresses nearly fainted from the shock. In that moment, Lyra crushed them completely—not just in beauty, but in bearing, in confidence, in sheer presence.Against her, they felt plain and small. Their faces burned hot, red with humiliation, as if they had been slapped in public. They wanted nothing more than to disappear on the spot.They wondered, 'Who is this woman? Is she Evan'
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