When he reached the staircase corner, he only saw this woman crash hard into Mabel. The impact was so strong that even though he caught her in his arms, pain still coursed through him. It was clear what the consequences would have been if Mabel had really been knocked down the stairs.
Hannah was just starting to regain her senses, cold sweat trickling down her body, but at this moment, she wasn’t about to admit any fault. She stubbornly insisted, "So what? Who asked her to slap me? What if I knocked her? She didn’t stand firm herself and fell down the stairs. What does that have to do with me?"
Kyle’s lips curled into a faint cold smile, his sharp eyes icy, "Very good."
Before Hannah could understand what "very good" meant, the next moment, she was kicked into the air, her body slamming heavily against the nearby wall before falling to the ground.
That kick really seemed to have shattered Hannah’s entire body, the pain excruciating. Her face turned a liver color, and she curled up in pain, "You... you kicked me! I... I’m going to call the police!"
"It was you who happened to bump into my leg. I just lifted it, you hitting the wall, what’s it got to do with me?" He retorted with similar words.
Hannah was at a loss for words.
Mabel looked at Hannah’s current state without the slightest sympathy. She knew Kyle was venting for her, but—"Today is the day of Teacher Wang’s funeral, let’s not blow things out of proportion, we should leave." She said.
He gave her a look and nodded, "Okay."
However, before leaving, Kyle glanced at Hannah again, a glance that sent another cold sweat down Hannah’s spine.
Kyle carried Mabel down the stairs and out of the restaurant, while others gathered around to check on Hannah’s condition.
"I... I’m calling the police, I want him in jail!" Hannah still shouted angrily.
Katie, however, said to Hannah, "Calling the police? That’s just perfect, let’s also have the police investigate you pushing Mabel down the stairs. Dozens of people saw it with their own eyes here."
Hannah suddenly couldn’t find any words to say.
Katie cast a sympathetic glance at Hannah, thinking that this girl probably still didn’t know that her life might be about to change drastically, just like what happened with her own boyfriend.
However, Hannah’s situation this time was far bigger than her boyfriend’s incident.
Seeing how Kyle had carried Mabel earlier with such concern and intimacy, Katie could naturally tell that the relationship between Mabel and Mr. Kinston was not simple.
It was only now that she understood why, after her boyfriend offended Kyle, Mabel could help her with that favor.
In retrospect, she was lucky to have met Mabel, and Mabel was willing to help her, while Hannah... she was about to find out what real misfortune looked like!
Katie turned her head to look at Lyra Grant, who was sitting not far away, with a pale face and an expression as if she had lost her soul, sitting in the chair.
And Soren, standing on the other side, simply stood there, looking at the staircase entrance, as if thinking about something.
Mabel was carried into the car by Kyle, and only then did she ask, "How did you come over?" So timely. If he hadn’t come, her outcome wouldn’t have been just a twisted ankle.
"I called you earlier, my car was parked outside. After you hung up, I was worried and came up to take a look." Kyle said.
Mabel remembered she had once sent him her location.