Lyra Grant sneered, "You're back to work so soon? Not taking a few more days off? Oh right, what happened with those people? Were you perhaps taken to shoot some low-grade films? With your looks, you can't make it as a movie star, but as a female lead in those kinds of films, you might just fit."
Mabel Quinn just felt that Lyra Grant's mouth was truly vile, "You must be disappointed then. The police arrived in time that day, so I wasn't injured. I only took a few days off to finish the script in a quiet environment, to prevent it from being stolen again."
"You—" Lyra Grant's face flushed with anger, "There's no way you weren't hurt. Are you using the script as an excuse?!"
