Lyra Grant was also one of the participants in the meeting.
"This time, our Corporation has purchased the film adaptation rights of Miss Lyra Grant’s ’Sound of the Wind,’ and we plan to create a new campus romance film. Therefore, Miss Grant will participate in the film script adaptation as the original author. We also hope that the scriptwriting team will cooperate with Miss Grant’s work," Lavender Foster said.
’Sound of the Wind’ was exactly the novel that Lyra Grant had plagiarized and published back then. Mabel Quinn didn’t expect that the work she was involved in during her internship would be the film adaptation project of this novel.
Lyra Grant was eloquent at the meeting, showing no sign that she wasn’t the true author of the book.
After the meeting ended, Lavender Foster brought Mabel Quinn to Lyra Grant, "Lyra, this is our new intern scriptwriter in the writing team, just like you, she’s also majoring in drama and media studies. You’re the same age, so you can talk more when you have time. If you need any materials, you can also ask Mabel to help you find them."
"Sister Lavender, Mabel is my high school classmate. I will definitely get along well with Mabel," Lyra Grant said with a sweet smile.
"What a coincidence." Lavender Foster smiled, then turned to Mabel Quinn and said, "Mabel, Lyra will be the leader of Team 1 in the scriptwriting department, so be sure to cooperate with Lyra’s work."
Given Lyra Grant’s experience, even as the original author, she was ultimately just a student with no work experience. Originally, it was impossible to give Lyra such a position, but Lavender Foster made this arrangement on account of Lyra’s father being an executive at a large company, which was a way to curry favor.
"Okay, Supervisor Lavender," Mabel Quinn said. Lavender Foster had previously told her that she had been assigned to Team 1 during her internship, so it seemed that Lyra Grant was her superior now.
After Lavender Foster left, Lyra Grant looked at Mabel Quinn with a wicked smile, "Mabel Quinn, we really do have a connection, huh? It can’t have been easy to get an internship at Morningstar, your family probably pulled several strings and spent a lot of money. But unfortunately, you might not last long before you’re kicked out of Morningstar."
"Is that so? Then go ahead and try," Mabel Quinn remained unflustered.
Mabel Quinn’s calm demeanor made Lyra Grant gnash her teeth with hatred, "Mabel Quinn, who do you think you are? Do you believe that with just one word from me, I can have you kicked out of Morningstar by tomorrow?"
"I’ll be waiting and watching," Mabel Quinn turned to leave.
"Stop!" Lyra Grant shouted, "I’ll give you one last piece of advice: some things are better left unsaid, or you’ll just be humiliating yourself. And don’t think just because you have Soren’s jacket that it means anything, you’re still unworthy. The ugly duckling dreaming of becoming a swan is just the pitiful self-consolation of some."
"Soren gave me his jacket, thanks to you, actually. And about the novel, I want to remind you, you’re lucky to have an executive as a father." Otherwise, once the aura of family background faded, what would Lyra Grant have left?
"You—" Lyra Grant was infuriated and could only watch as Mabel Quinn walked away.
In the following days, as Mabel Quinn expected, Lyra Grant deliberately made things difficult for her at work, assigning her a lot of research tasks. After she found the information, Lyra would often demand her to redo it, claiming dissatisfaction.