But this ti, Mabel Quinn dodged, allowing Evelina’s slap to hit nothing but air.
"Mom, if Dad were still alive, what do you think he would do?" Mabel asked.
Evelina paused for a mont, a complex look flashing in her eyes. "You don’t deserve to ntion your father! If I had known today would co, I wish I never had you as a daughter!" After speaking, she pulled her son away.
Cecil Quinn was also full of resentnt. Originally, this apartnt was ant for him to use as a marital ho. Now, the marital ho was gone, and it was going to be more difficult for him to find a girlfriend with good conditions.
"Mabel, you don’t know what family ans. If you don’t apologize properly to Miss Grant over this matter, then don’t consider your brother!" Cecil said this before leaving.
Mabel wanted to retort, does my brother know what family ans? But she knew that even asking would be pointless. If her brother knew, he wouldn’t have co with their mother today to stage such a farce.
Supervisor Lavender Foster asked everyone who wasn’t part of the screenwriting departnt to leave, then told the writers to return to their seats and get back to work—in other words, the farce was over.
The chief editor ca to Mabel’s side, gently patted her shoulder, and said, "Focus on your work; don’t let this affect you."
"Yes, I will," Mabel replied.
The office gradually returned to its usual calm. Lilith leaned towards Mabel and clicked her tongue, "You were amazing just now, actually making Lyra Grant flee. But your mom and brother seed really mad—what are you going to do when you go ho?" It wasn’t until now that Lilith understood why Mabel had been in a bad mood after receiving phone calls from ho a few tis before.
Having such a family, anyone would be maddened, so how could her mood be good?
"Maybe after so ti, they’ll figure it out, and it won’t matter," Mabel said, realizing that thinking this way might be a bit naive, but there was no other choice. Unless she admitted publicly to stealing Lyra Grant’s script draft, there would always be a stalemate between her and her mother and brother. With the current situation, she could only take it one step at a ti.
"You guys are related by blood; eventually, they’ll understand. Like my mom says, there’s no lasting grudge between mother and daughter," Lilith comforted.
Mabel smiled faintly, but her heart still felt heavy. She didn’t have the satisfaction of defeating Lyra Grant, perhaps only the chill from her family and bitterness.
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Throughout the day, Lyra Grant never returned to the Corporation. However, news of the morning’s farce had already spread throughout the company. According to Lilith, it was like a slap to Lyra Grant’s face—she brought it upon herself.
After work, Mabel went to work at the cake shop. By the ti she returned to the Kinston Residence, it was already past 10 p.m.
But when she walked into the living room, she was startled to see Kyle Kinston sitting on the sofa, a book resting on his knees. Clearly, he had been reading before.
"You... why are you back?" she asked hesitantly, not yet ntally prepared for his return.
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