Finn noticed it. His eyes were as cold as a venomous snake, but his voice was gentle. "There's no need to kill her. Sometimes, it's more painful to be alive than dead."
"What do you mean?" Lyra frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied that he said he would not kill Sydney.
Finn's glasses glinted. "I mean, wouldn't it be better to find a few people and take a video as they ruin her? That way, not only will the child in her belly be gone, she'll be worse off than dead as well."
Lyra's eyes glowed. 'He's right. It's too easy to let Sydney die just like that. Letting her live in pain for the rest of her life is better.
'That way, even if Julien finds out that Sydney is Maple Leaf, he won't love her anymore because she was defiled by others.
'Sydney won't be able to lift her head for the rest of her life either. She'll be pointed at no matter where she goes. Even Skylight will become a joke because of her.
'It's not enough to just kill her. I have to kill her heart as well!'
Lyra's body trembled with excitement.
Finn's eyes were obscure. "It seems you’re in favor of this idea, right?"
"That's right." Lyra nodded.
Not only was she in favor of it. She could not wait for it to happen!
"When are you going to do it?" she asked eagerly.
"Tomorrow. Are you interested in watching?" Finn's voice was slightly sultry as he spun his sharp scalpel.
Lyra's eyes flickered for a moment before her lips curled up. "Of course. I want to see Sydney being pulled into hell with my own eyes!"
"Great. I'll lure Sydney to North Shore Avenue tomorrow since there aren't many people there. You can wait for me there." Finn's thumb scraped the blade of the scalpel.
Lyra hung up the phone excitedly, her eyes sinister and poisonous. "You're finished, Sydney!"
"Ah-choo!" In the president's office of Flint Corporation, Sydney had just opened her notes when the tip of her nose itched and she sneezed, caught off guard.
Julien placed a cup of black tea in front of her. "Are you cold?"
"I'm fine." Sydney tightened the slim suit jacket around her body.
The office was heated, so it was not very cold.
However, she suddenly felt a chill run up her spine a moment earlier, making her shiver.
Julien watched her movements, pursed his lips, and picked up the remote to turn up the heating in the office. "You won't be cold now."
"Thank you, President Flint." Sydney gave him a polite smile.
She did not think he was doing this because he cared about her.
It was just a concern for a partner. If it were her, she would have done the same.
Julien hummed, indicating that it was nothing much. Then, he put the remote control aside and sat down beside her.
Sydney smelled the mint fragrance coming from him and was stunned for a moment. Her thoughts drifted to more than ten years ago when she first met him.
Under the tree, the breeze blew. The young girl who secretly took a picture of her beloved boy smelled the fragrance coming from him. This smell was the same, but she no longer had the heart-warming feeling she had before.
That was because although the fragrance was the same, the person was not.
Taking a deep breath, Sydney suppressed the emotions in her heart and looked at Julien with complicated eyes. "President Flint, you should change your cologne. This smell doesn't suit you. You're more
suited for ocean fragrances."
Julien frowned at those words.
'I've been using this mint fragrance for more than ten years. Since Maple Leaf liked it, I used it all the time. This was the first time someone told me that I'm not suitable for this fragrance.
'Also, what was the look in her eyes earlier? If I'm not mistaken, it seemed like she was looking at another person through me.
'Who was it? Layden? Or Luke?'
Sydney raised her brows when she felt the cold air around the man.
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