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Although all her preparations of setting her expression into a scowl and trying to scare Sam went to waste due to the taller girl's enthusiasm, Emilia couldn't find it in herself to get angry at all. Why was this girl such a big, adorable puppy?
Emilia even giggled as she was swung around twice before her toes were finally allowed to touch the ground. "Sheesh, if I didn't know any better, I'd think we were meeting after years!"
Samantha kissed Emilia's cheek fondly as she sighed against the girl's nape. "Every moment without you feels like years to me!"
Of course, Sam didn't let her go immediately, and held her tight while looking straight down into her eyes. "By the way, my genius little sister's plan really worked as expected! Even that conceited politician is probably panicking right now, you know?"
Emilia blinked in surprise. "Eh? You mean Mr. Sullivan?"
The brown-haired girl nodded. "Yep. Mom and Dad told me that, lucky or not, our move this time might really help them make a huge breakthrough! Mr. Sullivan's biggest political opponent is willing to switch over to our side, as long as we promise to support him fully from now on."
"Oh? I didn't expect that just a simple, baseless confession from a mentally ill boy would be able to hurt them much, let alone this."
Her goal with this move had always been to boost Crystal's confidence, after all. The fact that she had gained another dedicated servant, though she still needed a lot of polishing, was already a huge bonus.
The most Emilia had expected other than that, was to sow seeds of doubt and distrust in the political and social allies of the Sullivan family. After all, the less coherent the 'teammates' of the Black Tiger were, the better.
The taller girl couldn't help but sigh. "You would think so, and you wouldn't be wrong. What happened yesterday was only the straw that broke the camel's back."
While dealing with someone like Mr. Sullivan, even if it only directly involved just one of his wife's lackeys, it was essential for her to familiarize herself with the political landscape to some extent. And now that Samantha had already dropped so many hints, Emilia could already more or less guess who she was talking about. "Is this 'political opponent' Mr. Fionn?"
Samantha's gaze was both impressed and surprised. "Right! You actually managed to guess? As expected of my genius little sister!"
Emilia chuckled as the taller girl picked her up and jumped onto the bed. 'That fat dad of Bianca's actually turns out to be of some use for us in the end, huh? I never would have guessed.'
Had she not been so afraid of the punishment that awaited her, Cynthia would surely have scoffed. Wasn't that guy looking down on them so much that even when he was the 'second favorite' in the Black Tiger, he would rather still stay there.
It was only after they had 'proven themselves' due to Emilia's influence that he felt like they could be of 'some use'. Could such a person ever be relied upon? Cynthia didn't think so.
Emilia couldn't help but giggle and pat Samantha's head as the taller girl nuzzled into her neck while holding her close on the bed. "You're such a kid, Sam. Did you miss me so much?"
The brown-haired girl nodded as she kissed Emilia's earlobe affectionately. As long as Emilia allowed her to be so close, she didn't mind whatever name she was called. "Mhm, I missed you a lot!"
Emilia couldn't help but chuckle as she combed her hand through the girl's hair. "Fine, then… play as you like, but I still have things to do later. How about ten minutes?"
"I-I can kiss?"
Emilia thought about it a little, but in the end, she shook her head. "You can continue what you were doing, but no kissing on the lips for now. I still need you to think clearly, after all! But before you leave, I'll let you kiss."
"Great! Thank you, Emilia!"
Of course, even though she was passionate, Emilia knew Sam very well. The girl didn't dare to go too far, and only lay on top of her docilely while fluttering kisses on her ears, nape, and cheeks.
Samantha's hands roamed only over Emilia's palms, squeezing them from time to time, before wandering over to her waist, her sides, and grazing past her butt. But never did she dare to directly play with her erogenous zones, leaving Emilia free to enjoy her light caresses as she considered the situation in her mind while running her hand through Samantha's curly locks affectionately.
Although she wasn't very familiar with the political landscape of the country yet, she still knew much more than the general public, thanks to Noelle's information network.
Although Mr. Fionn and Mr. Sullivan were both from the same political party, and also were 'friends' with Mr. Black, there had recently been some controversy alluding to the fact that they were both starting to clash against each other due to both of them aiming for the same position.
Of course, Mr. Sullivan had a clear advantage. Whether it was his wife's grasp on the high society, his personal relationship with the top corporations such as the Black Tiger, or even his personality, he had Mr. Fionn beat on all levels.
Even his son was a superstar, while Bianca — Mr. Fionn's only daughter — was only an elementary schooler.
Moreover, Mr. Black had already made his stance clear. He was going to support Mr. Sullivan through thick and thin. If he insisted on sticking together with the man, Mr. Fionn knew very well that he was destined to never be able to obtain that coveted position.
The most he would get was plentiful funding when contesting for other offices, but just like Mr. Sullivan, there was only one chair that Mr. Fionn truly desired.
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~ To be continued ~
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Thank you for all your support! >_<
