At this mont, in the conference room, it was as if everyone was just waking up from a dream.
"Mabel is actually Mr. Kinston’s girlfriend. My good friend actually beca the president’s girlfriend! Gosh, it feels like a dream!" Alice Conley exclaid excitedly, feeling that it was too incredible. However, no matter what, today her friend had finally washed away the baseless accusations and even turned the tables, uncovering Lyra Grant as the big villain behind the scenes. Alice felt imnsely satisfied.
Alice ran over to the shared dorm room with Evelyn, saying, "Evelyn, see, I told you, Mabel wouldn’t do sothing like that escort business. That was Kyle Kinston’s private car. Now that Mabel has such a great boyfriend, let’s see who in the school dares to say anything about her anymore."
Evelyn forced a smile, "Yeah, I really didn’t expect Mr. Kinston to be Mabel’s boyfriend." But in her heart, a sense of unwillingness arose. Back then, everyone was still watching the news of Mr. Kinston coming to J City on TV together, but now her forr roommate had turned into his girlfriend.
"Evelyn, what are you thinking?" Alice’s voice brought her back to reality.
"It’s nothing, I’m happy for Mabel too," Evelyn hurriedly said, but inside a voice was crying out, wishing she were Mr. Kinston’s girlfriend, how wonderful that would be!
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Lyra Grant dashed to the parking lot, planning to get her car and head ho to find her parents to solve this sudden trouble, but a figure suddenly chased up and grabbed her arm.
"Miss Grant, you must keep your promise to !" Evelina shouted anxiously.
Lyra Grant retorted irritably, "Let go of ! What did I promise you?"
"You said as long as I publicly accused my daughter of doing disgraceful things today, you would reinstate at work and find a big company job for my son. You can’t back out now!" Evelina urged anxiously,
"When did I ever say that? I only said I could try to think of a way." Lyra Grant imdiately dismissed all responsibility.
"So you an to renege on your word?" Evelina exclaid angrily, holding Lyra Grant’s arm even tighter.
"You, as a mother, are willing to sacrifice your daughter for yourself and your son, and you have the nerve to complain about ? If you’ve got the guts, go ahead and sue . I’d love to see what the judge has to say!"
The two began to argue and insult each other viciously, using words as harsh as they could get.
When Soren arrived, he could hardly believe his eyes. One was his girlfriend, the other was an elder he had known since childhood, yet both were fighting so ungracefully.
Soren quickly stepped forward to separate them.
"Aunt Evelina, now is not the ti to fight," Soren said.
Seeing Soren, who was the son of her husband’s friend, Evelina, reluctant to embarrass herself further in front of the younger generation, shot Lyra Grant a vengeful glare and hurriedly left.
At this mont, Lyra Grant’s hair was disheveled, her face covered in a few scratches, and even her clothes had a few rips made by Evelina. She assud a pitiful look and tried to draw close to Soren’s embrace.
Unexpectedly, as she approached, Soren stepped aside, leaving Lyra Grant leaning into empty space.
"Soren, you... you mustn’t believe those things today; they were all traps set by others against ." Lyra Grant said, tears glistening in her eyes, on the verge of falling.
In the past, whenever she put on a crying face, no matter what conflict or argunt she had with Soren, he would always surrender.
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