Chapter 117: Chapter 121

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Chapter 121 Not long after, Larry drove Sergio to the hospital. Sergio took care of Clara’s discharge procedures as her guardian.

“Sergio, I need to go back to school later. Can you give me a ride?” Clara’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Sergio nodded. He felt responsible for Clara’s well–being, especially after she had fainted last night and considering her injuries.

Clara’s face lit up with joy at t Sergio’s agreement.

Yesterday evening, Maeve had messaged Lyra, who had then sent her driver over early this morning. After Lyra got out of the car, the driver placed Maeve’s luggage in the trunk.

Lyra was puzzled and asked, “Why are you wearing a scart in this weather?”

“My neck feels a bit chilly,” Maeve replied with a forced smile.

However, Lyra sensed something amiss. She noticed the bruises on Maeve’s neck when she pulled down the scarf.

“Who did this? Was it Sergio?” Lyra’s anger flared up.

Maeve knew Lyra’s temper so she attempted to calm her down by saying, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Was it that scumbag?!” Lyra fumed, ready to storm Into the Brooks Manor.

Maeve held onto Lyra and pleaded, “Please don’t go. I’m really fine.”

“No! I’ll make that scumbag pay!” Lyra insisted.

Maeve hugged Lyra tightly. “Sergio promised not to target Jansen Group anymore. Causing a scene now will only make things worse!”

“I’m not afraid of him! Let him try to destroy me if he’s capable!” Lyra declared defiantly. Maeve quickly pulled Lyra into the car and instructed the driver to lock the doors. She couldn’t allow Lyra to stir up trouble.

“Mavy! Are you just going to let him bully you? What’s good about him? You’re really getting on my nerves!” Lyra exclaimed.

“Don’t worry, he’ll find a way to compensate me for the injury. I won’t let him get away with it,” Maeve reassured her.

“You... Lyra was at a loss for words.

Maeve comforted her, “I haven’t taken any action yet, but you’re angrier than I am.”

Suddenly, Lyra revealed, “My mom was beaten to death by Tyler Jansen.”

Maeve was taken aback. Lyra’s eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to contain her anger. “That’s why I took over his company, and he must pay for my mother’s life. Men who beat their wives are despicable!”

Maeve tightened her grip on Lyra’s hand. Lyra sniffled and said, “It’s all in the past.” Indeed, it was all in the past, but the pain was still deeply ingrained. How could it be easy to let go?

As the car arrived outside the gate of Amenam University, Lyra accompanied Maeve to have breakfast.

However, they coincidentally ran into Clara when they were outside Building z. Clara’s slender face looked weary, and her fragile appearance evoked sympathy.