Lyra
While I was on my way to hand down my resignation paper at the afternoon, a woman had blocked my entrance, making me pause as my gaze landed on her.
She seemed familiar but I couldn't remember where I have seen her before.
“Are you Lyra Vale?” Her words, although inquiring, the way she said those words was filled with undisguised malice, making me paused and frowned.
“Yes, I am. Is there something wrong?” I asked, my brows furrowed and looked at her in confusion.
She let out a sneer and looked at me from top to bottom as if she's trying to judge my whole existence.
“So it's you, huh?”
I frowned. “I don't know what you're talking about, Miss. Please step away, I still have a work to do.”
She snorted, walking towards me with pure hatred. “Don't play dumb with m
