Chapter 111 RIP

When Lydia caught Mildred's gaze, she continued, "But don't get too cocky. Men, you know, are always the most fickle! Your fate in the future might be worse than mine!"

The police escorted Mildred away, leaving Lydia, still shaken, finally calming down. She sat on the sofa, holding a glass of juice, but her mind was swirling with Mildred's words.

She had countless questions she wanted to ask, yet she didn't know where to start.

Lambert sat across from her, his expression solemn.

"You..."

"You..."

They almost spoke simultaneously, but Lambert sighed and said, "Just ask your questions."

Lydia set down her juice, her gaze piercing as she locked eyes with Lambert. "What's going on? What do you mean by all this being your design? What did you design, and when did you realize something was wrong with Mildred?"

Lambert remained serious. "Lydia, calm down first."

"I'm perfectly calm now. I just want to know the truth!" Lydia insisted.

With a slight furrow of his brow, Lambert, seeing Lydia's