Chapter 455: 282: Do you know Lydia Shire?_2

Respect life, respect the cycle of the world.

Like the Virgin Mary standing on a Buddhist altar.

Compassionate for those who are suffering and struggling.

Perhaps the venue was too quiet, Amelia Cobb slowly turned around, looking at the people standing behind her. Her gaze returned to Lydia Shire: "It's just an objective assessment; Miss Shire wouldn't mind, right?"

Wouldn't she mind?

No, no, no. Lydia thought to herself, she minded very much.

Her years of hard work had been brushed off as worthless by Amelia's words.

It was as if she were a thief, stealing other people's lives to make a name for herself.

At this moment, however, she couldn't vent her anger. Facing Amelia's belittling words, she couldn't argue back.

Lydia was silent for a moment.

Amelia spoke again, with a hint of moral coercion: "If there's no freedom to criticize, then praise is meaningless."