She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 235

A few days later, Lyra returned to work.

The moment she arrived, she found a beautifully decorated mini-cake sitting on her desk.

"Who bought this?" Lyra asked with a smile.

Secretary Montgomery replied, "I'm not sure. It was delivered, but I think there's a little card on it."

Lyra smiled as she picked up the card, but her smile quickly faded.

Skipping the actual message, she looked straight at the signature. It was from Maisie. Lyra casually tossed the card into the trash can.

She told her secretary to take the cake and share it with the rest of the office.

Tidying up her desk, she turned on her computer.

The internet had undergone a massive cleanup. All the photos of the armored Lincoln sedan from the crash site had been scrubbed clean.

However, her inbox still held a few pictures Alan and the team had sent to check on her. One photo showed the sedan with its door flung open, the cabin empty, while the exterior bore heavy burn marks and crash damage. By the time that photo was taken, she had already been rushed to the hospital.

Images of the armored car were rare to begin with over the past few days. Yet, she vividly remembered that after Secretary Thorne and Dr. Bennett Finch got out, someone else inside the car had kept their eyes locked onto her. Even when the car started billowing black smoke, that person had never stepped out.

In her previous life, Lyra only knew that the country had lost several key figures: a top official, a scientist, a driver... As for the identity of the other passenger... she had never bothered to investigate.

It was someone she hadn't even heard of in her past life.

And in this life, she knew absolutely nothing about them.

But whether this mysterious person existed or not, her main objective had been achieved. Maybe she had just hallucinated the stare anyway. Lyra pushed it out of her mind and got to work.

The morning flew by.

At noon, Caleb took Lyra out for lunch, with Kayla joining them at a private boutique restaurant. After lunch, it was straight back to the office, buried in work again...

Jasmine played along, posing with the bag as they chatted and laughed, the atmosphere warm and picture-perfect. Within minutes, Victoria settled on a design and had the sales associate wrap it up.

She tried to buy one for Lyra too, but Lyra refused.

"Lyra, keep looking. If you see something you like, I'll get it for you. No rush, take your time."

Despite her words, once she told Lyra to keep looking, she didn't offer any help. She just stood to the side, waiting, her attention entirely focused on Jasmine as they continued chatting.

Lyra knew her boundaries. She casually glanced at two bags before telling the sales associate, "I don't need anything right now. Please don't bother."

Victoria didn't push it. She simply nodded and turned back to Jasmine with a smile. "Shall we go look at something else?"

"Sure. We shouldn't let the mood drop now that we're out."

"You're absolutely right." Victoria linked arms with Jasmine, her tone as casual as if she were talking to her own daughter. "Have you been busy lately? Your mother called me a few days ago, saying we should find time to grab tea."