Mabel Quinn looked coldly at Lyra Grant. She naturally understood the purpose behind Lyra’s words, "Is that all you have to say?"
"Mabel Quinn, don’t pretend you don’t care. What do you think you have? Even your mother and brother don’t want to see you. Do you really think that by clinging to Kyle Kinston, you can stay on the high branch forever? That little princess from the Howards Family is not like you. She has both looks and the Howards Family’s background. Anyone can see who is more suited for Kyle Kinston." Lyra Grant continued to speak, trying to detect a hint of pain in Mabel Quinn’s eyes.
But in the end, she was disappointed. Mabel Quinn merely stared at her with a half-smile, "Instead of concerning yourself with me and my boyfriend, why don’t you focus on your own relationship? Soren saw a lot of your true nature that day, didn’t he? I bet he was also taken aback. And if he finds out you stole my drafts at the Corporation, do you think he might feel even more disillusioned?"
Lyra Grant’s face turned unsightly. Since that day, she had called Soren several times, but he never answered. And when she went to his house to find him, he avoided her, making her increasingly uneasy.
She couldn’t afford to lose Soren now, couldn’t let others make a joke out of her.
"Mabel Quinn, if you dare say anything to Soren that you shouldn’t, I won’t let you off!" Lyra Grant threatened.
"Won’t let me off?" Mabel Quinn scoffed, "Do you really think your father can cover the sky with one hand? What else do you have besides leaning on your father?"
"Mabel Quinn, you bitch, it won’t be long before you’re abandoned. Do you really think he’d want you, a weed, over the noble daughter of the Howards Family?" Lyra Grant cursed as she raised her hand to strike Mabel Quinn.
Mabel Quinn instinctively sidestepped, slipping under Lyra Grant’s arm, reversing her grip to hold Lyra’s hand, pressing her elbow into a point on Lyra’s back, and swiftly subduing her.
Evidently, the results of the recent training were showing.
Lyra Grant struggled to lift her head, just about to curse Mabel Quinn when she saw a figure, and suddenly clamped her mouth shut, her body involuntarily trembling.
Mabel Quinn followed Lyra Grant’s gaze and saw Kyle Kinston approaching them.
"Why are you here?" Mabel Quinn asked in surprise. At that moment, quite a few employees exiting the building glanced towards them as they walked by.
Mabel Quinn couldn’t help but feel somewhat relieved. Even though Kyle Kinston’s presence in J City had caused a stir, at least he wasn’t a movie star, so he wasn’t so easily recognized.
"I figured it was about time for you to get off work, so I came to pick you up," Kyle Kinston said.
"Mabel Quinn... you... let me go..." In the presence of Kyle Kinston, Lyra Grant was like a mouse seeing a cat, even her voice stuttered with fear.
Mabel Quinn let go, as with Kyle Kinston present, it was unlikely Lyra Grant would dare do anything outrageous.
Kyle Kinston cast a light glance at Lyra Grant, but that one look chilled her to the core. In these days, she had naturally heard her father mention Kyle Kinston’s past dealings in Falling City.