307.Chapter 307

The surveillance showed Mila standing at the end of the second-floor corridor, holding a vase, a deceptively sweet smile on her lips.

Soon, Lyra appeared on the screen. Everyone in Class 19 kept their eyes glued to it. The moment Mila saw her, her smile visibly widened. That deceptively sweet grin sent chills down their spines; their hearts clenched with unease.

"Lyra." The mechanical, echoing voi