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However, Emilia left at such a time!

Well, maybe that was the reason she got such an \'opportunity\' in the first place, so she could still barely accept that. All she had to do was wait a little anyway, right?

And just when she had managed to settle her mood, her mother called in to ask if Noelle was \'available\', and if she would be alright with having her secretary replaced.

What a joke! Half the calls that her sister made these days were for Noelle! If she really gave the girl up, wouldn\'t that cut her time talking to Emilia by at least half?!

No matter how much her mother needed Noelle\'s help, there was no way Samantha would let her go willingly. Unfortunately, her mother was quite determined, and she could only delay the matter for a few days by throwing a tantrum.

Samantha couldn\'t help but stomp her feet in anger. "Who the fuck is this Jeoffery Porter? Some TV show protagonist?! Noelle, you agree that he\'s a piece of trash, right?"

Noelle rolled her eyes. "I\'ll admit that he\'s unlikely to be as good as me, but you should probably refrain from labeling your employees as trash in the future. Anyway, you should start learning how to control yourself better now, since it seems like I won\'t be around to babysit you much longer."

The tall girl frowned. "Hmph, dream on, Noelle. The only way you\'re getting out of my clutches is if Emilia calls you over. I\'ll figure something out with mom!"

Of course, both of them knew that, unlike her husband, Mrs. White was very unlikely to budge on something once she had made a decision.

Noelle shrugged. Although she\'ll admit she had gotten a little attached to Samantha, having served by her side for so many years, ultimately she would still have to follow what her actual employers said.

Perhaps this was even a good thing, since she had the feeling that Samantha\'s mischievous little sister was starting to pay way too much attention to her. Thankfully, she was easily distracted and had ended up postponing that \'dinner date\', hopefully forever.

Once she was transferred away from these two, she could perhaps switch back to a more professional and less personal working environment.

In the meantime, it was fine to work a little harder for them. She was only doing it out of pity, since they would be helpless without her. There was definitely no other reason.

"I\'ll go take care of a few things Emilia had mentioned before, call me if you need help, alright?"

Samantha sighed as she waved the grey-haired lady away, feeling melancholic. \'I-I\'ll have to talk to Emilia and tell her Noelle may no longer be available so easily…\'

Just thinking about the disappointed \'oh\' that was sure to come from her little sister, Samantha could already feel the butterflies fluttering in her belly.

A companion who had been by her side for so many years was going to be replaced by some bumbling idiot, and she would be facing her little sister\'s disappointment as well… It couldn\'t possibly get worse!

And at this time, she received a phone call from a very, very annoying person. Nonetheless, Samantha was a professional, and she wouldn\'t let her emotions—

"Sammy! It\'s your mother-in-law!"

With Mrs. Brown\'s sharp ears, she could tell that there was a faint \'crack\' from the other side, and whether it was Samantha\'s phone cracking from being clutched too hard or something else, she couldn\'t help but giggle. The girl still didn\'t dare drop her call, after all.

Of course, Samantha loathed having to talk to her, but recalling that the last time she had called was to report the \'hit\' on Emilia, though it was something she had already been aware of, there was a chance that the woman might have something to say that concerned her little sister.

"You sure love to joke, Mrs. Brown. I\'m a bit busy at the moment, did you have anything urgent to discuss?"

The older woman cleared her throat, her jovial voice now filled with righteous fury. "Of course, of course! Sammy, you won\'t believe it, but some bastard just came in to ask me for help in getting my own daughter-in-law kidnapped!"

It took Samantha almost a full minute to process what the woman had said. Assuming that \'daughter-in-law\' referred to her little sister…

"WHICH PIECE OF—"

Mrs. Brown was of course delighted to hear her rage, and proceeded to fan the flames till the call abruptly disconnected.

Of course, Samantha called her from another number shortly afterward.

"S-Sorry, I broke that phone."

Samantha\'s mood had significantly cooled down after she realized that the phone that the brand new imported phone that Noelle treated like her own baby had been shattered to pieces by her. Her secretary was going to be pissed! And that wasn\'t even the worst part of her day. She was like a boiling kettle that had been blocked off, ready to explode.

Mrs. Brown obviously didn\'t mind. "It\'s fine, I totally understand. AH, but although I love my dearest daughter-in-law so much, I can\'t help but feel powerless in this situation. Whatever shall I do, ha?"

Samantha\'s response didn\'t disappoint her at all, and the more she talked, the more she realized that there had been no real need for her to goad the girl in the first place.

The reason she had been so \'provocative\' wasn\'t just because Mrs. Brown wanted to entertain herself with Samantha\'s reactions. Though that was definitely fun. No, the real reason had been that she actually was quite helpless against Mr. Black, and she\'d need all the help she could get from Samantha\'s side if she was to successfully strike back against the Black Tiger.

Mrs. Brown had seen many sibling relationships in her life, and they ranged from \'hate each other to the bones\' to \'love each other obsessively\', with a wide and interesting variety in between. The most common were those that cared for each other a little, but didn\'t care enough to show it.

Samantha\'s case was clearly in one of those \'extremes\', however, as the girl not only agreed to even the most ridiculous of her retaliation proposals, she even felt that it wasn\'t enough!

"No, how can we let him get away with just this small loss?! To dare to scheme against my baby, hmph!"

Mrs. Brown\'s eyes shone, like a kid who had just been given control of something that they definitely shouldn\'t have got their hands on. With this big bad weapon in her hand, she wouldn\'t be a real gigachad if she didn\'t even dare to point it at her enemies!

"Well, if you really want to, if possible—"

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DustyDream: Regular chapter of the day. A bonus chapter should be out within an hour or two, once I\'m done editing it. >_<

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