บท 207: Lyra Smith happily frolicked in front of Morris Jackson_1

Lyra couldn't associate the title "Miss Isabella" with herself, because it wasn't her, just a character she was temporarily playing.

It usually took her a while to immerse herself in a role before acting.

She could hold her own in front of others, but in front of Morris Jackson, in his penetrating gaze, her stubbornness was her last resort.

Although she couldn't be 100% sure if Morris had discovered anything, she was sure she hadn't left anything in the lounge. She thought that if he asked, she would hold on until Gregory arrived.

If Gregory didn't arrive in time and she couldn't hold on anymore—

Then... she would just confess?

Ivan led the way, and Lyra followed him closely.

When they reached the car door, Ivan opened it and gestured for her to get in: "Miss Isabella, please get in the car."

Lyra's subtle swallow betrayed her anxiety.