Reborn of Kate by Isla Rainfield

Chapter 239 She Knows

“HN Studio is a menace! They silenced me right when I was raising an argument about their subpar products and gave me a beating!”

“Where is fairness? Where is the law? Behold my visage!”

Seated upon the floor, the middle–aged woman lamented, casting curses upon Kate.

She ignited the storm, met by others incensed, “What drives you to strike in dissent? Does courtesy elude you so?”

Within HN Studio, pandemonium reigned. Security’s countenances, frosty, staunchly held the torrent at bay, voices raised in command, “Cease your forward thrust!”

Yet the mob, heedless, surged forth in frenzy, some even attempting blows.

The assistant bore upon her cheek a stark imprint, her mouth set in resolute demand, “Summon the constabulary! This scene must end!”

Thus, after morning’s interlude, the constabulary returned to HN Studio by afternoon’s fall.

had corralled the agitators within, their garments

woman who dealt the blow lay pinned by twin guards, across from Kate serenely seated upon the divan, her gaze

wrestled with fervour, as if reunited with kindred

of amusement playing about her lips. “Indeed? Refrain from falsehoods before the law, lest you feel

through her eyes, swiftly rallying. “You struck me! Behold this mark

the officers, indicating

visibly vexed, scrutinised the mark upon her face, brow furrowed. ‘Did you

turned dispassionate as she

aimed at Kate. “See, she

detachment, her voice chilled, “You were the first to strike my assistant. We possess surveillance

put stock in such prattle! Vour cinee’s me the

un

both taunting and intrigued. “And how are you privy to

query, the matron’s visage flickered. Her eyes briefly averted, yet she swiftly regained her poise. “Ha! Blind you deem me? Your store, assaulted! A clear sign of secrets to keep. Why

constables exchanged wary looks, unsure of

the matron raised her chin in