Tina had not seen Kyra all morning, and she did not return for lunch either.


    Wilbur saw how worried Tiina was andforted her. "Don''t worry, Kyra''s not a child. She''s probably just gone out for work. She''ll be back when she''s done."


    "Okay," said Tina, her eyes teary. "Maybe I''m overthinking it. She really is like a sister to me."


    Tina called Kyra once more in the afternoon. Kyra picked up this time, her voice sounding weak. "Hello, Tina? I''m out for work. Is anything the matter?"


    "Are you alright, Miss Kyra? You don''t sound too well, are you sick?" said Tina. "Oh, I''m alright. I''m just really tired from working all morning. I''ll be fine with a bit of rest. I''ll be back by dinner, okay? I''m going to end the call if there''s nothing else now."


    "Alright."


    Tina nodded, hanging up the phone.


    Over on the balcony of a tall building in east Aidementon, Kyra hung up the phone. She backed off the edge of the balcony, kneeling on the ground and sobbing to herself.


    Kyra had thought that she would be able to change her life by joining the Scarlet Leaf Faction, and even allowing her to help the lives of others. Yet now Damon had taken advantage of her, and Kyra felt like the entire world had lied to her.


    Had Tina not called, Kyra would have already jumped off that balcony. She wiped at her tears, not understanding how this could have happened to her. Did the Green Leaf Faction not fear the Scarlet Leaf Faction at all?


    If that was the case, what was even the point of her joining the Scarlet Leaf Faction? Kyra sobbed loudly until a call came in from Paul.


    "Mister Paul, I..."


    "I found out what happened to you. I''ming over to pick you up right now. Don''t worry, I''ll make sure you get your justice."


    Half an hourter, Paul pulled up in front of Greensource Corp with Kyra in tow before the both of them headed to Damon''s office.


    "Sir, you can''t enter Mister Damon''s office without an appointment!"


    Paul shoved the assistant away,ing up to Damon. Damon smirked at the sight of Paul. "Mister Paul! What brings you here, I—"


    Before Damon could finish speaking, Paul hadnded a fierce p on Damon''s face before kicking him sharply in the guts. Damon curled in on himself from the blow, and Paul grabbed him by the cor before yanking him over to Kyra.


    "Don''t think I won''t dare do anything to you just because you''re from the Green Leaf Faction! Apologize right this second for what you did to Kyra."


    Damon nced at Kyra, smirking smugly. "All I did was just fool around with ady. You don''t need to do this to me, Mister Paul. There''s no way in hell I''m apologizing to her."


    "You don''t want to apologize?"


    Paul lit a cigar, taking a puff before pressing the butt into the side of Damon''s cheek and making him cry out in pain.


    Paul then picked up the ashtray from the table, mming it against the back of Damon''s head.


    Blood gushed out, and Damon finally lowered his head with a softened expression on his face. "I''m sorry, Miss Kyra. I shouldn''t have hurt you."


    Kyra wiped at her tears, turning to leave. Paul kicked Damon onto the ground, saying, "You got lucky this time. Kyra works for me, and she''s my representative here. I''ll kill you for sure if you do something like this to her again."


    "I''m sorry."


    Paul left with Kyra, who burst into tears in the car. "Thank you, Mister Paul."