Chapter 467 Old Grudges, New Hatred

"Keep quiet! Or don't blame me if I scar that pretty little face of yours! But, you know, it's really strange—looking like that, how did you manage to get Lambert so wrapped around your finger? It's enough to make anyone jealous!"

Sibyl narrowed her eyes, looking incredibly dangerous at that moment.

Lydia's heart raced with fear. Her phone was still in her pocket, and she hoped she could make a call for help. She felt a small surge of relief that the women holding her down had unknowingly pressed her hand against the pocket, allowing her fingers to slip inside.

To avoid drawing Sibyl's attention, Lydia spoke up, "Miss Sibyl, there's really no deep grudge between us, right? What you're doing is illegal!"

She tried to remain calm, hoping to reason with her captor.

"Lydia, even at death's door, you're still talking back. Do you really think I'll just let go of what happened before?"

"What do you want from me?" Lydia's voice trembled.

Just as Sibyl was about to reply, one of the women beh