Chapter 945 Am I A Commodity?

Amber became nervous as Mrs. Lyon asked about Sheila. The way she had been leaning on the back of her chair was slightly adjusted, and she straightened her back and sat up, “Oh, Sheila’s fine.” “Really? Oaky.” Mrs. Lyon nodded, “I met her at the hospital today for a checkup. I saw that her face was a little pale and she was holding a big pile of thick documents. I thought she was seriously ill and hurriedly asked her what was wrong. As a result, unexpectedly, she told me that she just had some problems in her cervical spine.” “Are you saying you don’t believe that Sheila had a cervical vertebra problem?” Amber bit her lower lip. Mrs. Lyon nodded, “Of course, I’ve known the girl for years, and I know her in part. When she answered, she lowered her head and dared not look me in the eye. It was obvious that she was lying. Since she lied and wouldn’t tell me what was wrong with her, and I couldn’t force it, I pretended to believe her. After we talked a little bit more, she excused herse