The moment Lyra stepped back into the villa, she summoned the butler and demanded a total overhaul of the security protocols before heading up to her room.
She walked over to her wardrobe and pulled out an immaculately wrapped box.
Opening it, she stared at the Lennox Heirloom inside.
This time, she was holding every single card.
After carefully placing the heirloom back, her phone started buzzing.
Lyra walked back to the bed, sat down, and picked up the phone from the nightstand.
The screen flashed with Mrs. Sterling Sr.'s name.
This was the first time she had reached out since everything blew up.
Though their relationship had always been a calculated transaction, there had been moments of genuine warmth.
Lyra answered the call, put it on speaker, and set the phone back on the nightstand.
"Lyra, where are you? Why aren't you at home? Are those rumors online true?"
The panic in Mrs. Sterling Sr.'s voice was palpable.
Lyra gave a faint, detached smile and replied calmly, "Things have been incredibly chaotic lately, so I didn't get a chance to tell you. Maxwell and I are getting a divorce. Thank you for all your care and affection over the years."
The line went completely dead for a few agonizing seconds before Mrs. Sterling Sr. finally let out a heavy sigh.
"You can't be serious."
She sounded completely in denial.

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