"If you're here to stand up for Lyra Grant, then I don't have time to mess around with you," Mabel Quinn said, about to leave.
Soren grabbed Mabel Quinn's arm, preventing her departure. "Mabel Quinn, we both know it well. Why do you keep targeting Lyra over and over again?"
"Know it well? Ridiculous. What's so well-known between you and me?" she said.
"You're upset because I chose Lyra, which is why you're making things difficult for her everywhere. I know you like me, but there's no possibility between us, so you'd better not have any unrealistic ideas," Soren said, his handsome face filled with arrogance and disdain.
