Lyra Grant sneered, "You’re back to work so soon? Not taking a few more days off? Oh right, what happened with those people? Were you perhaps taken to shoot some low-grade films? With your looks, you can’t make it as a movie star, but as a female lead in those kinds of films, you might just fit."
Mabel Quinn just felt that Lyra Grant’s mouth was truly vile, "You must be disappointed then. The police arrived in time that day, so I wasn’t injured. I only took a few days off to finish the script in a quiet environment, to prevent it from being stolen again."
"You—" Lyra Grant’s face flushed with anger, "There’s no way you weren’t hurt. Are you using the script as an excuse?!"
"The script is all written, and I’ve submitted it to the editor-in-chief." During the days she was caring for Kyle Kinston during his recovery, she indeed found some time to finish the script. After all, she was quite free while supposedly taking care of Kyle. "Team Leader Lyra, you seem very disappointed that I’m not injured. Perhaps if it weren’t for a kind old man who called the police, things might have gone according to your indifferent wishes. Only, I wonder what people would think of you if they knew about this?"
"No one would believe you! Do you have evidence?! Who would believe that I actually saw that?!"
"They can check the nearby surveillance cameras, otherwise, what do you think helped the police find me so quickly? Hmm, looks like there are quite a few cameras around there," Mabel Quinn said lazily.
Lyra Grant’s face turned pale as she retorted, "I have no obligation to call the police, Mabel Quinn. You’ve provoked those people yourself, why expect others to report it?!"
"There’s a saying that ’evil begets evil.’ When you do such things to others, one day, the same might happen to you. You’ll hope for someone to save you then, but no one will come," Mabel Quinn said coldly, turning to leave the break room.
Lyra Grant nearly bit down her teeth in anger. Mabel Quinn’s words made her think of her own misfortunes; what did she mean by ’evil reaps evil’? Is she saying that her tragic experiences were her comeuppance?
No, it was all Mabel Quinn’s fault that she went through those things, and she would never let Mabel live in peace!
A massive political reform movement began in J City, led by the government with active cooperation from all departments. The streetwise folks of J City found their days becoming increasingly tough. The major news media in J City also actively covered the reform efforts. Caleb, watching the daily progress, couldn’t help but lament who would have thought that this grand reform action was triggered by a woman.
However, after several days of recovery, Kyle Kinston’s shoulder injury was no longer serious, which greatly relieved Caleb. Otherwise, if people from Falling City blamed him, even getting chopped wouldn’t be enough to make amends.
At noon, Caleb accompanied Kyle Kinston to have lunch at the Corporation’s cafeteria. Evelyn, with a flushed face, walked up to Kyle Kinston, "Mr. Kinston, is your injury better? I was so worried about you. I wanted to visit you, but I was stopped at the gate of the Kinston Estate and couldn’t get in. Thankfully, I happened to visit a friend at your Corporation today and saw you’re doing better, which eased my worries."