Lyra's POV

I raced on the stairs and I didn't freaking care whether that bastard heard us or not. That's not my damn concern.

Accidentally, I crashed with his evil mother and I took a nervous pause. “What! Are you blind! Has your frustrated life mixed up with your sense of reasoning all of a sudden,” her voice rang with coldness.

“Gosh!” I exclaimed and walked away from her without a word.

“Hey! Stop there, thief! I hope you have stolen anything from my son's belongings? Because I don't trust you, that's why I had opposed the opportunity he gave you earlier, but I don't know what's wrong with my...