Chapter 129: 'Pleasant' Surprise

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Noelle didn't realize that she had become a 'scrooge' in Crystal's eyes, and obliviously led her back to Samantha's office.

Emilia had of course heard the sound of the lift, and had already ended Samantha's 'treatment' as she waved her goodbye.

Before Crystal could even fully get out of the lift, her friend had already dragged her back in as she hurriedly bowed to the girl's older sister as the lift slid shut.

"G-Geez, what's the hurry?"

Emilia giggled. "Ehehe, you don't know my sister, but she's very needy when it comes to me. I just finished placating her to let me stay over with you for longer, you know? Staying any longer might undo all the effects of my treatment!"

Crystal blinked, having never got that kind of impression from the cold-looking older girl. "Eh? T-There's such a thing?"

Emilia nodded. "Her facade is very good. Anyway, keep this a secret, alright?"

"O-Of course."

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Noelle's efficiency had to be commended, because not even a day passed before the news of Michelle's death seamlessly 'leaked' to just the right people.

Of course, as a girl who had been all but forgotten and buried in obscurity, it was a delicate matter that needed to be handled carefully. Thankfully, the perpetrators were quite 'capable', which helped Noelle make sure her own work didn't appear too sloppy and suspicious.

And as the news of Michelle's 'unfortunate demise' reached their ears, a wave of relief flooded those who had been on the edge ever since her 'failed suicide'.

This was especially the case for a certain bleached blond boy who was now clinking glasses with his brother as he laughed jovially. "Goddamn, I finally feel light after weeks!"

Jeoffery shook his head with a smile. "That's why you shouldn't be so impulsive, little bro. You should have just let that girl go. She was worthless anyway, not even worth chasing."

George sighed. It was just like his brother to always be a stick in the mud. "Hey, big bro, don't think everyone is like you. If I set my sights up so high, everyone would think of me as a joke."

The taller blond boy frowned. "It doesn't matter what everyone thinks, as long as you accomplish your goals."

The two of them remained silent for a while. Now that his own burden had been lifted, the younger boy couldn't help but think about his older brother's matters. 

George coughed. "Big bro, are you seriously going after that White family's daughter? You know, she's—"

Jeoffery scoffed. "Of course, she's at least worthy of being chased, unlike that girl you picked."

The younger boy slammed his fist on the table indignantly. "Hey! I'll have you know, Michelle looked much better with her makeup on, unlike those record pics. My sight isn't bad! You gotta believe me!"

The older brother only wanted George to pick more wisely in the future. After all, their family was still on a steady path to the top, and had plenty of room to grow. Each one of their decisions mattered. 

Jeoffery rolled his eyes as he filled his brother's glass full, making him calm down. "I'm not talking about looks. She's just a pauper, a worthless cunt, no better than a sex doll that can talk. Samantha, on the other hand, will bring me much more than just sex. Just by getting her alone I'll be at least the top ten of the richest men in the country!"

George grimaced as he downed another pint, already feeling a little woozy. "Don't bite off more than you can chew, big bro. I almost pissed myself when I heard that Emilia White mentioned Michelle's name in her interview from mom. We should just stay away from those big shots."

Of course, even their mother had been in disbelief. After all, she had never ever offended those big shots, and never expected to enter their cross-hairs. At most, she had failed to go greet Emilia at that party, but could that even be counted as an offense? Almost none of the older generation had gone to greet her, after all.

They could only blame their luck for getting involved in this girl's whimsical schemes, and hope that her father didn't let her mess around too much. Thankfully, the matter didn't turn any worse, and now it was well and truly over.

The older brother sighed. Although it was over now, the matter still taught them a valuable lesson. "You're an idiot, George. So easily satisfied, indulging in drugs, always looking for the next great lay, pathetic. But don't worry, as your big bro, I'll make sure you can keep indulging without worry."

The younger brother laughed, already feeling a little drunk. "Alright, I'm pathetic. And how great is it going on your side, then? Is that Samantha girl already giving you the goo-goo eyes? Oh wait, I forgot you haven't even met her yet, have you?"

Jeoffery didn't seem to care of his younger brother's sarcasm, and shrugged. "It's going quite well so far. I already have a mid-level position in the White Deer's branch here, and Samantha works from the same building. It's only a matter of time. No need to rush."

The younger boy couldn't help but whistle. His previous anger was already forgotten as he realized that his brother might just stand a chance of getting together with a girl of that level. "Never thought that Mrs. Sullivan could really do it."

After all, if Jeoffery managed to climb to the top, he would also share some glory. There was nothing to be angry about, then.

Jeoffery chuckled, not minding his brother's short-sightedness. "Heh. Businessmen and politicians are often interconnected. It's not that surprising."

George couldn't help but grin. "How long till you fuck her, then? From what I saw on TV, she's damn hot, that girl."

The older brother sighed. "Vulgar as always, George. I won't be fucking her prematurely, there's plenty of whores to do that, like that worthless cunt you were chasing after. What I need from her is complete trust, and I'll start working on that once Mrs. Sullivan pulls a few more strings to get me to be her personal assistant."

The younger boy's eyes almost bugged out in shock. "Holy, can she even do that?"

After all, Mrs. Sullivan was just a politician's wife. No matter how great their standing was, they weren't really in direct control of the White Deer Corporation, right? How was it that she was able to make such moves? George couldn't figure it out at all.

Jeoffery smirked mysteriously. Unlike his little brother, he of course knew much more. "Wait and watch, little bro. Wait and watch."

Unfortunately, they didn't get to 'wait' at all, because at this moment, Jeoffery suddenly found his face planted into the glass table as his vision went dark, not even realizing what had happened.

"Y-Y-You—?!"

George couldn't believe what was in front of him at all, and felt his blood freeze in horror as he pointed a shaky finger at the figure that had slammed his brother's head on the table.

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~ To be continued ~

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