CHAPTER 128: CHAPTER 130: PANICKING AND FLUSTERED

"What deception? Clearly your brother and your mom wanted that house—" Lyra Grant’s expression suddenly changed, and her voice abruptly stopped. But even so, the people around understood quite well.

Mabel Quinn sneered, "Looks like you know what the deal was too, your family really has money, using a house to bribe people."

At this moment, Lyra Grant’s face turned red, yet she didn’t know what to say. In a moment of panic, she let slip what should have been a transaction buried in the dark.

She looked at the people around her, and their eyes were filled with disdain and contempt as they looked at her. Clearly, everyone knew right from wrong in their hearts. Even the editor-in-chief and supervisor Lavender Foster looked at her with disappointment.

"I... I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mabel Quinn, you’re talking nonsense, trying to trap me!" Lyra Grant shouted, denying everything to the death.

Mabel Quinn wasn’t surprised by Lyra Grant’s shamelessness; if the other party really admitted it publicly, that would be the surprise! She revealed everything today simply to prevent the issue from spreading further, not wanting to be unable to defend herself in the future. Therefore, she deliberately exposed everything, intentionally leading Lyra Grant to mention the house herself.

"Lyra Grant, you can steal something once, but that doesn’t mean you can steal it a second time. Something that isn’t yours, even if it bears your name temporarily, will never truly be yours. Since you want to be a screenwriter, you should know that what’s in your own head is the most valuable, not using underhanded methods to confuse right and wrong!" Mabel Quinn said coldly.

At this moment, Mabel Quinn was upright and solemn. Even Lilith, who had interacted with Mabel Quinn the most recently, found it incredible. She hadn’t expected Mabel to say such things.

Lyra Grant’s face was full of embarrassment. Mabel Quinn’s words undoubtedly referred to her stealing Mabel’s manuscript years ago. Even if the people around weren’t aware, it clearly and blatantly exposed the unexamined past.

"I... I won’t talk to you about these useless things. We’ll see whose manuscript gets approved by the editor-in-chief in the end. That will prove who the real thief is!" With that, Lyra Grant stormed out of the office angrily.

Only then did Evelina and Cecil Quinn come to their senses, hurriedly shouting, "Miss Grant, wait... hey, this matter..."

But Lyra Grant wasn’t staying to discuss anything with them anymore!

Evelina and Cecil Quinn could only watch helplessly as Lyra Grant’s figure disappeared from the office, and of course, disappearing with her was the house worth 4 to 5 million.

Evelina turned around with a sullen face, glaring resentfully at her daughter. "You... do you even know what you just did!" Evelina’s finger trembled as she pointed at Mabel Quinn’s forehead, evidently very angry.

Mabel Quinn took a deep breath and looked calmly at her mother. "Mom, I know very well what I’m doing. If you don’t want others to laugh at us, it’d be best to leave now." All the sadness, all the tears, had already been shed last night. She didn’t want to ruin her future for such absurd reasons.

Evelina was even angrier, "Fine, you’ve grown up, gotten full of yourself, is it?" As she spoke, she swung a slap towards Mabel Quinn.