426.Chapter 426

Lyra and Spencer both looked grim.

"Lyra, do you have any way to help?" Miriam stood anxiously by, her gaze falling on Wallace, who lay motionless on the sofa. Tears welled up in her eyes.

The shrapnel from the back of Wallace's neck had already been removed, and the wound was properly dressed.

"Grandma, trust me. I have a way. I can save Grandpa," Lyra said firmly, dropping to one knee on the car