It Wasn't My Daughter, It Was Lila Tang!

Lila Tang?!

Hearing this name, Joyce felt as though someone had switched on a light bulb in her head. She apologetically turned to everyone. "I hope you can keep it a secret."

"Don't worry, we won't tell anyone. Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?"

Under such circumstances, how could word not spread?

"No need." Joyce stood up with the assistance of onlookers. After rubbing her head and making sure she was okay, she left Night Color Bar.

As she returned to her car, she tried to remember how Lana looked when she saw her. She was wearing a hat, so no one recognized her. And as a 16-year-old, it was illegal for her to enter a bar, so she must have used a fake ID.

Since Lana was taking drugs, her future did not look promising. But being able to take advantage of the situation to implicate Lila, made all her pain and suffering worth it.

The name Mini-Lila finally came in use!