Hanging up the phone, she ordered about the decoration stuff and went back to Lloyd's Parlor.
But she parked her car halfway up the hill, where Keith had previously given her the spare key to his villa.
She went inside to get some things before heading to the hall at a leisurely pace.
Just after arriving at the hall, she was even a few meters away from the entrance and heard the cries of Vincent's daughter-in-law Joanna Palmer.
"Reginald! As you can see, Vincent's face has been ruined by Lyra. You can't be partial to her this time!"
Their son, Caden, was also indignant: "Reginald, Lyra has gone too far this time.
Reginald sat in his wheelchair and was silent amid the accusations of the Vincent family.
Douglas sighed, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Reginald noticed and asked, "What do you think?"
"I don't dare."
"It's okay. I'm here. Don't worry."
Douglas thought about it, "I think we can't just listen to their words on this matter. Since Vincent accused Miss, he should have an evidence."
Claudia, sitting on the side, was not convinced, "Reginald, you know Lyra's temper. She's usually arrogant and doesn't respect anyone. It's not strange that she will do this kind of thing. There's no need for the evidence."
Reginald never said a word. No one can't guess what he was thinking.
Vincent suddenly got up from his chair and said in a firm tone, "I, Vincent, swear by the name of my ancestors that Lyra hurt me with acid. If I lie, I will be struck by lightning!"
He had just finished speaking when there was a sudden rumble outside.
He was so frightened that he was abashed on the spot and his legs were trembling.
Joanna and Caden both turned pale with fear as well.
The atmosphere in the room became extra gloomy because of the boom sound outside.
In the midst of this eerie atmosphere, Lyra's light and cheerful laughter came through the door, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Lyra snickered in a delicate tone as she pushed the door open and there was an orange-flavored lollipop in her mouth, "It seems Vincent's vow is so untrue that even God don't believe it."
Vincent raged, "Lyra, you made thunder just now, didn't you?"
Lyra laughed it off.
She only asked Twelve to play the thunder drum that was connected to a loud speaker stereo, and didn't expect Vincent's family would be so scared.
"Vincent, obviously you did something wrong yourself, otherwise you won't be afraid of being struck by lightning?"
"You!"
Vincent turned sharply to glare at her.
Lyra pretended to be surprised, "How did your face get hurt like this? It seems to be words, right? Lazy and idle, well, these words really fit your temperament, Vincent."
Being humiliated, the Vincent family was furious.
Vincent stood up, glaring at her with anger.
"Lyra, at least I dare to swear on my ancestors, but don't you dare!? Don't you dare say you didn't hurt my face with acid?"
Lyra was dismissive, "Who am I to swear? You did this, so why should I be forced to do the same?"
"You don't swear because you don't dare!" Caden interjected viciously.
"Provocation? I'm not falling for that." Her red lips pursed her lollipop and she smiled recklessly.
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