"You—" Lyra Grant glared angrily at Mabel Quinn, unable to maintain her previous fake smile. Mabel's words struck a nerve; back in high school, Lyra became a celebrated young talent by riding on Mabel's novel, surrounded by all sorts of accolades. However, the novels she wrote afterward, although published, did not sell well, and her editor even had a special talk with her, hoping she'd write something similar to her first.
But the problem is, she couldn't write that; it was written by Mabel Quinn!
The next moment, in her anger, Lyra Grant flung the drink from the cup in her hand toward Mabel Quinn.
The front of Mabel Quinn's clothes was instantly stained with orange-yellow drink, the liquid still running down her clothes, making her look utterly disheveled.
Lyra Grant's face showed a panicked expression, but her eyes were full of mocking laughter. "Ah, Mabel, sorry, I meant to hand you the drink to sip, but my hand slipped and it soaked your clothes..."
"What's the matter, Lyra?" Soren hurried over to ask.
"I just tried to hand a drink to Mabel, and I ended up wetting her clothes."
Soren looked at Mabel Quinn, "Since it was an accident on Lyra's part, how much does your outfit cost? I'll compensate you directly."
"If you're sincere about compensating, why not take off the blazer you're wearing and give it to me," Mabel Quinn said coolly, "In my current state, going outside doesn't look good, I need something to cover. But if Mr. Soren is unwilling, then perhaps Miss Lyra could swap her clothes with mine. I will then forgive Miss Lyra and act didn't happen."
"How can we possibly exchange clothes!" Lyra Grant immediately said; her outfit was worth several tens of thousands! "And Soren wouldn't give you his coat, I just accidentally spilled some drink on you. What's your purpose in making such a demand?"
"If it was accidental or intentional, why don't we get the manager of the Tavern to check the footage from the surveillance camera?" Mabel Quinn said with a half-smile, glancing at the camera in the corner of the banquet hall.
Lyra Grant's face changed abruptly, realizing they were standing near the camera, meaning the whole scene was clearly recorded.
If they were to check the footage, it would definitely show her deliberately splashing the drink on Mabel Quinn, and at that time, she feared...
Lyra Grant couldn't afford the humiliation, so she bit her lip lightly, gently tugging on Soren's sleeve.
Seeing his girlfriend , Soren knew that this incident might not have happened as she said earlier. So he said, "Alright, I'll give you my blazer." As he spoke, he removed his blazer.
"Thanks." Mabel Quinn took the blazer, put it on directly, and then turned and left the banquet hall.
Lyra Grant gritted her teeth in silent hatred. Clearly, it was Mabel Quinn who was supposed to be embarrassed, but why did it feel like she was the one embarrassed instead!
Mabel Quinn walked out of the Tavern, casually taking off the blazer and tossing it into a nearby trash can without hesitation.
Back at the cake shop, the manager saw her disheveled appearance and let her leave work early.