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Whoever was protecting \'George\' from behind the scenes had clearly done a very \'thorough\' job, and it would probably take them a hundred times more effort if they were to try rushing head-on into the case.

Doing things this way, however, allowed them to simply \'generate\' new evidence as they wished, and they could even make the perpetrators dance to their whims without the foes ever realizing it!

Of course, Emilia\'s plan required a lot of fine-tuning before it could be set into motion, and Crystal enthusiastically set forth to strike out and add new points on Emilia\'s tablet.

While the heroine was enthusiastically prattling on, Cynthia couldn\'t help but scratch her head in confusion. "Eh, I thought you were a really good painter, Emilia? How come you made those chicken scrawls? No, more importantly, I\'m pretty sure you had a more well thought out version of this plan already, right?"

Emilia chuckled internally as she kept nodding to the heroine\'s proposed revisions to her plan. \'Yeah, but let me remind you, why exactly am I doing this again?\'

"To get justice for that Michelle girl?"

\'Wrong! That\'s just something that will happen on the way. My goal here is to make Crystal shine! And she can\'t do that as well if I give her an already impeccable draft to work with, right?\'

Cynthia nodded, \'enlightened\'. "I see. You think she\'s incompetent too, right?"

Emilia couldn\'t help but pout. \'Don\'t twist my words! You know I don\'t mean that. She\'s so young, and she hasn\'t realized her full potential yet. Just because you think a kid is smart, do you give them questions on a concept they don\'t know of, and then declare them dumb if they can\'t solve it?\'

The raven-haired girl kept giggling in her mind, completely ignoring all her \'excuses\', and Emilia made a mental note to \'school\' her soon enough, or she would just keep getting more and more arrogant!

It was no wonder, because ever since Emilia had \'delayed\' their bet about Noelle, Cynthia had pretty much assumed her victory, and had been lording it over Emilia ever since. And now that Emilia had indirectly \'admitted\' to Cynthia being correct about Crystal all along, her smugness had reached a whole new level.

Emilia smiled. \'I\'m happy you\'re having so much fun, Cynthia.\'

The poor, na?ve system failed to detect the threat in her partner\'s words, and grinned smugly, unaware of the disaster she had invited.

By the time Emilia reached Samantha\'s office, she\'d already had Crystal draft out a more or less completed and polished version of their plan.

It was Crystal\'s first time entering such a \'high-level\' office building, and she kept looking around in both nervousness and curiosity as they walked up to the reception desk.

The cool look on the receptionist girl\'s face immediately evaporated as soon as she looked up. \'F-Fuck, it\'s her!\'

Although Emilia had never come to Samantha\'s office, her identity was already something of a legend in the place.

The obsession that their \'boss\', Samantha White, had for her little sister was already a well-established fact among the staff. No matter how Noelle scolded them whenever they gossiped about it, with the boss herself being so careless, it was impossible for anyone to not notice such a thing.

That being the case, actually meeting Emilia meant that they could neither get on her bad side nor good side, or their careers at the White Deer Corporation were effectively over.

The consequences of getting on her bad side were obvious, since a single complaint to their boss, if that was even needed, would be the end of it for them. However, if they actually managed to somehow get on her \'good side\', that wasn\'t necessarily a good thing either!

Who knew how that sis-con would react when it came to her little sister? If she got jealous and decided to take it out on them, they wouldn\'t even know whether to laugh or cry.

That\'s why it was best to just stay away.

But the receptionist couldn\'t just run away now that Emilia was standing right in front of her either, could she?

Wracking her brains with all her might, the short-haired receptionist finally came up with a genius plan. If she could pretend to not recognize Emilia and treat her as just another visitor without offending her…

What a dumb plan!

What if Emilia got offended that she failed to recognize her?!

Crystal stared at the receptionist blankly as she watched the girl\'s expression switch between horror, glee, and despair in a strange cycle. She couldn\'t help but tug at Emilia\'s skirt. "I-Is she alright?"

The receptionist snapped out of her daze just as Emilia was about to respond to the heroine, belatedly realizing that by taking too long and effectively \'ignoring\' her, she might already be in the \'bad impression\' camp!

She could only grit her teeth. \'Let\'s go all-in on good impression, then! The good and bad mix together to make it neutral, basic chemistry, or math… argh whatever! I can do this!\'

Crystal watched in wonder as the girl jumped over the reception desk and knelt down in front of them, holding Emilia\'s hand piously. "P-Please forgive me, I was just dazed by your beauty, and lost my mind! How can I serve you today, miss Emilia?"

However, it was at this moment that the executive lift opened with an ominous \'ding!\', and Samantha\'s cold gaze landed on the poor receptionist kneeling in front of her little sister.

The receptionist girl felt a shiver run down her spine as she fearfully turned her head towards the cold gaze, and felt her life flash before her eyes when she saw her boss exiting the lift.

\'I\'m fucked…\'

~ To be continued ~

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