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.

within, their garments

the blow lay pinned by twin guards, across from Kate serenely

the middle–aged woman wrestled with fervour, as if reunited with kindred spirits, beseeching, “Officers, they

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

quaked, trepidation flitting through her eyes, swiftly rallying. “You struck me! Behold this

indicating the crimson print

mark upon her face,

as

Kate. “See, she admits it!

first to

Kate’s words with a derisive snort. “Surveillance? Who’d put stock in such prattle! Vour cinee’s

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a brow, found amusement in her gaze upon the woman. Her voice was both taunting and intrigued. “And how are you privy to the state of

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

them, the constables exchanged wary looks, unsure of the truth

in silence, the matron raised her chin in triumph. “Has the cat seized your tongues? Fearful to speak