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Rebecca looked at her with confusion.

"Lyra, are you kidding me? How could Shane have imprisoned my mom, much less injected her with any drugs?" "You don't know her well. My mom has a strange temper, and usually doesn't like to go out. Occasionally she must attend sactivities and only reluctantly be invited by Shane." "Usually, she never cares about us. She's just pretty aloof anyway. And she only listens to Shane.” Lyra sighed softly and patiently explained to her, "Doesn't it seem strange to you precisely because your mother only listens to Shane?" "This ..." Rebecca looked at her dumbfounded.

She continued, "Melissa and Keith have been in a relationship for over a year. They're basically stable, but, she acknowledged the Barker family's engagement in public at the return party and becunaware of me, nor Keith, only Shane. Thinking about your mother's situation, do you feel it similar or not?" Rebecca went mute and recalled carefully.

Every twhen her mother appeared in a formal occasion, it seemed that she really only looked at Shane ...

Rebecca's face turned wan. She was unable to imagine that Shane had done such a thing, and her whole body was immersed in shock.

Lyra took her hand again and persuaded, "Rebecca, what he did was illegal and reprehensible. By helpingagain, you are also helping your family and your mother, OK?" Rebecca was shaking badly from shock when she realized what happened.

"How...how do you needto help you?" "Find a way to get up to the top floor. Find the drug Shane gave your mother, and bring it to me." Rebecca drew back her hand and shook her head decisively, "No, Shane will be very tightly guarded on the top floor. | have no chance to go up. He is now the head of our family. Recently, his temper is already bad. He's often thunderous. If | accidentally expose it, | will certainly be beaten based on the family instruction. | dare not. " Lyra desperately tried to let her have a sense of security, "Don't worry. | will help you. | won't let you get hurt. Do you want to see your mother continue to be tormented and controlled by him like this?" "l...I don't know ..." Rebecca's eyes were red and she was panicking.

Since she was born, Caitlin never cared about her, and her world was not filled with motherly love, but with the affection of her father and brothers.

She had no deep affection for her mother, not to mention to do an impossible task for her. She could not possibly risk herself.

"I can't. | really can't do it." She covered her head in pain, "I know Melissa was in good health and has climbed the top floor before. But | can't. I can only get in through the iron door, but the only two keys are in Shane and Tom's hands. They are very tightly guarded, so | don't stand a chance." "Lyra, I'm sorry. | really can't help you in this! | really don't dare, and | can't do it!" Lyra lowered her eyes and let out a long sigh, "It's okay. | won't push you." Rebecca still shivered when she thought of Shane who was terrible.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Lyra, don't worry. I'll keep this a secret. Just pretend you didn't hear me. | won't stop you from doing whatever you want. | just hope I'm not involved. I'm scared.” "Okay." Lyra patted the back of her hand, "Didn't Shane ask you to csee how Melissa is doing? Let's go. I'll take you up there and take a look. I'm afraid he'll berate you again if you don't really take a look." "Thanks, Lyra." The two went upstairs together to the guest room, where Melissa was still unconscious and Dr. Maximus gave her a mood- stabilizing infusion as Jimmy had instructed.

Keith was on guard again, staying up for two nights without proper sleep. His eyes were red, and there were under-eye dark circle.

Rebecca didn't have a good feeling about Melissa and left after a couple of casual glances.

When Rebecca was about to leave, Lyra released the two bodyguards Shane had arranged for her from the basement.

However, there was no progress again because of Rebecca's rejection.

She went up to the fourth floor and accompanied Sophia to watch the babies for a while.

Two cute little babies, who were smiling sweetly, were at their most innocent and ignorant age.

Lyra stroked their little faces with great affection, wishing they could stay carefree.

Her brows furrowed again at the thought of Callahan Residence, and she was at a loss.

Rebecca refused to help, and there was no way to penetrate inside the Callahan Residence.

As she pondered, her phone suddenly rang, and it was Kellie from Group.

She had been busy with Keith's business for a long tnow, and she had not been in charge of Angle's business.

Kellie got straight to the point, "Miss Lyra, there's a Mr. Callahan here. He wants to see you today. I've let him stay in the parlor.

Mr. Callahan? Lyra thought it suspicious. In the Callahan family now, there were a total of two Mr. Callahan.

Shane was banned by Malcolm from going out and told him to stay at hto reflect. So, he couldn't just run to the Angle Group and beg to see her.

That was Timothy? But Timothy didn't know her well, so why did he want to see her? "Miss Lyra, what do you think?" Waiting for Lyra's answer, Kellie repeated the question.

Lyra was cautious, "Which Mr. Callahan is it?" Kellie: "I don't know. He didn't givea specific name. He just said he is your old friend." Old friend? Lyra inevitably thought of a man who was far away. Was he back? "Okay, | got it. Tell him to wait for a while. I'll be here in an hour." After hanging up the phone, Lyra gave each of the two babies a kiss on the cheek before hurrying downstairs and out the door.

Just as she arrived at the garage, she saw the car Malcolm had gone out in the morning with and driven back in.

Malcolm's limousine pulled up steadily in front of her. The windows were rolled down to reveal Malcolm's extraordinary handsface.

"Babe, are you going out? | happen to be free. Do you wantto drive you?" Lyra frowned, "You have so much going on with the National Investigation Bureau and White Corp. You would happen to be free? Are you checking in on purpose?" Malcolm didn't answer right away, but opened the door and got out. He went around to the passenger side, offered to open the door for her, and gently invited her in.

"Con, babe. Letbe your full-tdriver today." Lyra didn't refuse and let him help her put on her seat belt.

The limousine engine ignited. With Malcolm's skillful driving skills, they were steadily leaving Lyre Spiti.

Lyra: "Go Angle Group." "Yes, boss." Not long after, the two arrived at the Angle Group side by side.

Through the hazy glass of the parlor, Lyra saw a seemingly familiar, yet somewhat unfamiliar figure, with his back to her, sitting in the seat.

She stared intently at the back and pushed open the door to the parlor.

Malcolm coldly clasped her hand, seemingly asserted his sovereignty, and she didn't stop.

The two went in together.

Hearing the movement of the door opening, the man in the parlor abruptly turned around.

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