Deceptive Freedom

Audrey found Myra alone in the living room downstairs. The latter's makeup was heavier than usual. However, it didn't help to cover the slap mark on her face.

Besides, the person must have slapped her hard judging from her swollen face. I wonder who slapped her.

"You're a lucky girl." Myra glanced at Audrey as a hint of ruthlessness flashed across her eyes. "Take a seat."

Audrey remained standing.