Mabel Quinn heard this and suddenly stood up, rushing out of the office.
"Hey, Mabel, where are you going?" Alice Conley asked hastily.
"I’m going out for a bit. Could you help me take a leave for Brother Kwon?" Mabel Quinn shouted towards the elevator without looking back. That badge was something her father asked her to keep safe. Her father had said that the badge was very important, and he often stared at it in a trance.
She didn’t know what significance the badge held, but to her, it was something her father gave her. If there was even the slightest chance to get it back, she hoped she could retrieve it.
At the same time, Mabel Quinn was also holding her phone, dialing Kyle Kinston’s number, but it went to voicemail.
Mabel Quinn could only use the simplest words to briefly describe the situation. Even though Grace Yowell had said not to tell anyone, she still wanted to be cautious, after all, Grace Yowell harbored obvious malice towards her.
Mabel Quinn kept an eye on the time and dashed towards the café Grace Yowell had mentioned. When she arrived at the café, breathless, her phone rang again, and Grace Yowell’s voice came through once more, along with details of the specific table location.
It was a window seat. Grace Yowell was wearing a black down jacket, with a hat and sunglasses. The collar of the down jacket covered her chin and mouth, making it hard for others to recognize her at first.
Mabel Quinn sat on the chair opposite Grace Yowell and said, "Okay, I’m here. Say what you want." All she wanted was the badge.
"I don’t have any big demands. The coffee burn incident was my mistake, but I was just afraid you would take Daniel away from me, so I just hope you can let this matter end here and keep Mr. Kyle from troubling me in the future. If you agree, then I’ll return the badge to you; otherwise, I’ll destroy it." Grace said.
Mabel Quinn stared intently at the person in front of her. As children, they had once shared a bed in Drumbeat Village, but now things had turned out . "Okay, I promise you," she replied.
Grace Yowell smiled slightly, "Alright, Mabel Quinn, I trust your words and believe you will keep your promise." She spoke while taking out a box. Her finger’s fracture hadn’t fully healed yet, and though she wore gloves, it was clear that handling items was awkward.
Grace Yowell pushed the small box in front of Mabel Quinn, "Look, inside here is your badge. You can check it now so you won’t accuse me of lying."
Mabel Quinn opened the box. Inside the black velvet box lay a bronze badge, exactly the badge she remembered.
Mabel Quinn picked up the badge, her fingers unconsciously caressing it gently.
Seeing this, Grace Yowell’s smile grew deeper. Go ahead, touch the badge as much as you like. Josh Harris had said that the badge was coated with a slow-acting poison. As long as Mabel Quinn frequently caressed the badge, the slow poison would gradually infiltrate her body. This poison, once exposed to air to a certain extent, would slowly evaporate. In other words, by the time Mabel Quinn was found to be poisoned, the poison on the badge would already be undetectable.