"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.
