She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 312

On the drive to the Jameson estate, an unknown number called.

Lyra answered the call.

It was Lucas Chavez. "You have to come to my engagement party. If you don't show up, I'll postpone it indefinitely."

"Whatever," Lyra replied. "I don't care if you get engaged or not."

She frowned and hung up.

Her car pulled up smoothly outside the Jameson mansion. She stepped out and silently followed the butler inside.

As they walked through the long, winding covered corridor, a cool breeze swept past.

In a daze, a soft, subtle woman's voice inexplicably echoed in her ears.

The Fairchild Princess, I envy you so much...

She thought back to Eliza Reed.

Lyra paused. Looking back, Eliza had probably envied the privileged background and bright future she had been born into.

She seemed to have said something else, too. A question, perhaps...

She subconsciously pressed a hand to her temple, her face pale. She couldn't remember what it was.

"Miss Fairchild, are you alright? You don't look well," the butler asked, seeing her lean against a pillar. "Are you feeling sick?"

Lyra shook her head. "Let's keep going."

Victoria was already waiting in the living room.

Seeing Lyra walk in, she immediately flashed a warm, affectionate smile and said softly, "Lyra, it's been so long since you've come to visit me. You've grown even more beautiful since I last saw you. Come, sit down and let's chat."

Lyra walked over slowly and took a seat in silence. "Victoria."

After a few pleasantries, Victoria got straight to the point. "How is your consideration going regarding you and Caspian?"

"I only see him as a younger friend. I've never had feelings for him," Lyra said.

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