Chapter 165: Concern for the Injury

"You're just feeling guilty!" Lyra Grant said.

"So if you're ever picked up by a nice car one day, can I assume you're also doing something shady?"

"My father's an executive. A nice car is nothing," Lyra Grant said proudly.

Mabel Quinn sneered, "Yeah, executives do earn a lot nowadays, don't they? They can casually give someone a four or five million dollar house. I wonder if your dad's boss knows he's so rich?"

Lyra Grant's expression froze. Of course, her father had been embezzling quite a bit. This sort of thing couldn't be investigated; if it was, they'd definitely find something.

Lyra Grant turned on her high heels and returned to her office, seething with hatred for Mabel Quinn.