《Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle》全部章節：第 31 章 - 第 40 章

The audacity of him to come here, acting like a saint and trying to slut-shame her. Lyra bit down hard, her fists clenching beside her. “You're very stupid.” Alex was momentarily taken aback by the anger in her eyes, but he pressed on. “Why Uncle Tyson? Is this to spite me? Make me jealous? Well congratulations, it worked.” “You must think the earth revolves around you.” “I understand you're angry, and rightfully so. But you didn't have to go to these lengths—” She didn't have to go to these lengths? Lyra looked him up and down, lost for words. As though the switch in her brain had been turned off. She had the overwhelming urge to strangle him, so she just grabbed her purse and made her way out. “I got the memo already,” Alex said, blocking her path. He grabbed her hand. “Showtime’s over, let's go.” Lyra slapped his hand away, chest heaving, blood boiling with rage. “Do you have memory loss?” “What?” “Did you forget everything you've done to me?” At least now he ha

Lyra removed her shoes and pushed her chair backwards so she could rest well. They'd barely hit the highway when her even breath filled the car. She was asleep.Tyson just glanced over her and smiled. With his free hand, he pulled out his phone and called Dale.“Tasty delights,” Tyson started.“Huh?”“It's a restaurant. Contact the owner and send him ten grand, he treated us to dinner.”“On it.” Then Dale cleared his throat, voice adopting a teasing tone. “Did you have a good evening?”A small smile cracked on Tyson’s face, yet his tone was sharp. “Mind your business.”Dale's laughter echoed before the call ended. Tyson glanced at Lyra again as he drove. Her closed eyes looked so peaceful, drool slipping from her lips. The steady rising and falling of her chest made him want to place his face on her and listen to her breathing all night.Her head was about to slip off the headrest but he caught it, his free hand wedging her head for the entire drive.When they pulled up in the drive

“Leaking? The panels are just leaking?” Claire echoed in surprise, before taking a whole minute to laugh. She cackled so hard, tears gathered in the corners of her eyes.Finally, she paused and regained herself. “Sorry for laughing,” she said, not in the tiniest bit sorry. “But I think you're missing something here. Nobody's discussing the weather. What does the sun have to do with bad supplies?”Lyra wasn't shaken by Claire's performance. Instead, she just explained casually. “That's my point. The supplies aren't bad.”“Listen, sweetheart. Not to sound condescending or anything,” Claire's lips twitched slightly as she addressed Lyra. Then she turned to Ethan, who was by the side, a frown plastered on his face. “But Ethan has been installing PV arrays since you were in middle school. We’ve checked the junctions, the inverters, and the glass. The cells are dying. It’s a chemical breakdown. Now's not the time for your little experiment."“Ms. Claire is right,” Ethan chipped in, trying t

Lyra had wanted to stay longer and listen to all that they had to say. But she had important work to do. Honestly, how do people even come up with these things? “M-miss Davis??!”Lyra glanced at her and the nerd looked like she was going to disappear. “You look like you've seen a ghost.”“N-no. I-we…”Lyra finished washing her hands and went over to dry it. The wavy-haired woman still looked too stunned to speak. “That was a brilliant story, by the way. I enjoyed it too,” Lyra said, staring right at the gossip.She had follow-up questions for this sharp-tongued woman. But now looking at her, she felt she wasn't worth it. “It wasn't… I—”Lyra simply picked up her bag and left, she knew those two women would be disturbed all day by what happened.Rightfully so.~ ~ ~The rest of the day moved pretty quickly. A lot of corner conversations, whispered gatherings, judgy and pitiful eyes whenever Lyra passed through the hallway to get herself snacks or make photocopies. She never liked s

It was 8.30am when Lyra arrived at Helixion Energy. She wore a peach-colored trouser suit and stilettos. She'd stayed up last night and done some more research. And even though her findings pointed to the fact that she was right, she still felt unsettled. As soon as Lyra stepped out of her car, she bumped into Claire. “Oh, God. Not again.” She sighed, picked up her things from the car, and shut the door. "Heyyy,” Claire purred. “I've been waiting for you for a while now. I almost thought you were going to bail and not show up today." Then Claire smiled and reached for Lyra's hand. Lyra reeled back and snatched her hand away before Claire could touch her. Her eyes narrowed. "What's this?" "I thought we should walk in together." Claire pointed toward the parking lot, where a sleek black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sat beside a silver BMW 7 Series and a dark Audi A8. "The board members are already here." Lyra paid her no attention and continued toward the building. “Are you nervous?” C