Chapter 112: Not to Be Humiliated

"Lydia! Lydia!" The middle-aged woman who had jumped out to chase after Reginald Lyson finally snapped out of the crash unfolding right in front of her. The first thing that hit her was a single, terrifying thought. Her daughter was still in the car. She sprinted to the front of the taxi, yanked open the passenger door, and scooped the child into her arms. Thank goodness. The girl seemed unharmed, only badly shaken. The moment her feet touched the ground, she clung to her mother and burst...