Chapter 87

When Lyra heard that, she clapped her hands in approval. "That's really smart of you!" A faint smile appeared on Maeve's face. In reality, she didn't want to target Clara on purpose, but Clara was the one who played those tricks first. Maeve couldn't just sit down and take it. … At noon, Clara slowly walked down the stairs. She couldn't walk very well, so she seemed to be in quite a bind when she went downstairs. But when she saw Allie bustling about in the living room, she still felt a sense of superiority welling up in her heart. "Allie, I'm hungry. Go and make something for me." Clara wasn't polite at all. Her feeble demeanor when she was leaning in Sergio's arms last night had vanished without a trace. When Allie saw Clara, she was immediately pissed. Fury was written all over her face, but because Sergio was the one who had asked Clara to stay here, Allie had no choice but to say, "Lunch will only be served at 12:00 pm. This is a rule set by Madam." At the mention of Maev