Reborn, Punk Faked Quake to Slander Me; Belle Crippled Him

I was in the middle of my afternoon nap when everything suddenly started shaking, like the ground itself was heaving. Maxwell Whitney, one of the temporary workers at the mill, came bursting in, grabbed my wrist, and tried to drag me out. "Missy, it's an earthquake, run!" But I didn't move, because in my last life I ran downstairs after him wearing nothing but a camisole, only to find there was no earthquake at all. He'd shaken the desk and chairs on purpose to trick me.