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Jenson Wright replied, "Why would I have a headache? I don't have migraines."

Lyra Smith smiled and asked, "What do you think about my feud with Phil Lee tonight?"

"I think what you did was not quite right," Jenson said, quite seriously.

Lyra nodded, "Yeah, it wasn't right."

Jenson fell silent.

Lyra continued, "But I don't like Phil Lee's condescending attitude, treating people like little animals she can summon and dismiss at will."

Jenson said, "She's the Lee Family's young mistress, so she has the right to do that."

Lyra sighed, "Well, I've already offended her. What should I do now?"

Jenson smiled, "How about a cold dish? What else should we add?"

Lyra laughed heartily, "Alright, it's fine. She has powerful backing, but so do I."

It was this sentence that had convinced Jenson until now.

He knew that Lyra had powerful backing, and had seen who her backer was last time.