She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 219

The drive home was swathed in a heavy silence.

Mr. Lawrence, driving up front, had no idea what had just transpired at the Chavez estate, but he could feel the drastic shift in the atmosphere. The mother and daughter were unsettlingly quiet.

When they arrived, Caleb came downstairs, asking where they had been. Delilah didn't answer, simply telling him to get some rest.

She then glanced at her daughter. "Lyra, you should head to bed early, too."

Lyra nodded, heading upstairs to her bedroom.

The next day, Lyra was back at the office. When she walked into the R&D Department, Quentin Pierce and York Somerset were already glued to their monitors. Seeing her, Quentin glanced up. "Everything sorted out at home?"

"Yeah." Lyra had been mentally and physically exhausted over the past few days, but she was back to normal now. She finally even had time to practice her driving.

"Let's have a meeting at ten."

The agenda for the day included a post-mortem on their previous project, as well as coordinating the supply chain for their newly developed tech.

After a long day at work, Lyra returned home and had dinner with her family.

She retreated to her bedroom to catch up on some remote work with Alan and the overseas team when Delilah knocked and let herself in.

Lyra promptly shut her laptop.

Once the door clicked shut, it was just the two of them in the quiet room.

Delilah took her daughter's hands, her voice laced with that familiar maternal worry.

"Now that your brother is settled down and has a baby on the way, you shouldn't bury yourself completely in your work."

"All I want is for you to find someone who will truly care for you, someone you can build a stable, happy life with."

"How are things with him?"

Lyra knew that ever since her father's passing, her mother had been haunted by the fragility of life. Her priorities had entirely shifted. She no longer seemed to care about Fairchild Holdings' empire, only the happiness and security of her children.

To give her peace of mind, Lyra simply nodded. "We're doing great."

Delilah squeezed her daughter's hand, her expression relaxing immensely. "That's good..."

Whether Jasmine knew or not was none of Lyra's business. Thinking about a few massive blockbuster shows destined to hit in the near future, she said, "We should put some money into a few upcoming productions."

Maddie laughed, waving her hands defensively. "Where do you think I'm getting spare cash to invest?"

Lyra smirked. "That million you lent me a while back? I used it to buy Bitcoin for you. It's multiplied dozens of times over. I'm transferring it back to you."

Maddie's jaw hit the floor.

She looked like she was on the verge of tears. "Lyra, you are an actual angel... Why the hell didn't I lend you two million?! I'm such an idiot..."

She practically tackled Lyra, caught halfway between hysterical laughter and weeping.

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Meanwhile, Jasmine was finally discharged from the hospital.

Both Rowan and Waylon Grayson showed up to escort her out. Since her injury was strictly isolated to her left foot, Rowan had arranged a wheelchair for her to avoid aggravating the sprain.