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Noelle was the type of person who preferred getting the difficult things done and over with as soon as possible, and then enjoy her peaceful time afterwards.
At least, that was the case most of the time. But when it came to dealing with Sam's little sister, the grey-haired lady found herself wishing to escape more and more.
Unfortunately for her, Emilia had no intention of letting such a hard-working and diligent subordinate escape, and immediately clung to her arm the moment she got out of the car.
The crimson-haired girl gave her companion a charming smile. "We're almost late, let's go!"
Normally, the gray-haired girl would have immediately retorted with an 'I know the time, didn't I book it for you?', but the squishy soft feeling against her arm somehow managed to completely block the words in her throat.
Realizing that the level of 'threat' was far greater than she imagined, Noelle didn't dare to look at Emilia at all, and stared straight ahead as they walked into the building.
'The Fawn' was a five-star restaurant under Danielle's name that was given to her as a birthday gift when she turned ten. Of course, as there had never been a need for her to come to this place, hardly anyone knew what their 'real boss' even looked like.
Although Emilia's face was already quite famous after having been exposed in that news report, her appearance had changed quite a bit since then. Moreover, with her current getup, it was no wonder that the staff was unable to associate her with the charming and stylish young lady in the news report.
Emilia didn't want to make a big deal out of her visit in the first place, so she left all these matters in Noelle's hands. After all, had she used her own name, it was expected that the manager would be unable to sit still throughout their date.
After a round of courteous greetings, the two of them slowly followed the waiter and walked past the crowd of guests at the regular tables and towards the VIP section, and Noelle tried her best to ignore all the blatant stares being thrown their way.
Even though most people here could be considered 'privileged' class, Noelle couldn't help but scoff in her heart at their behavior. For someone like her, it was easy to see what they were thinking.
Two young ladies in business suits, both with outstanding appearances, Noelle knew they must look like a pair of junior and senior sisters working in the same company. For Emilia's part, no matter how she dressed, it was impossible to disguise her young age.
Maybe they thought she had brought her little relative to impress her while splurging some of her hard earned salary, as the younger girl could be no more than an intern or starter employee.
For a well-payed employee in a good company, it really wasn't difficult to come to this place to have dinner every weekend, although most would rather not waste the money.
Of course, since most of these people were capable of employing 'secretaries' such as the two of them, seeing such a 'high-quality' intern made their minds turn in another direction.
Although she had been 'forced' into this date, Noelle couldn't help but frown in her heart when she saw all the 'strange' gazes being thrown towards her companion. 'I guess I'll have to deal with a bunch of trouble on the way out, huh?'
Thankfully, none of them were rude enough to come up and interrupt them before they even got started with their dinner, and once they entered the VIP area, most of them stopped staring.
She had only picked one of the open tables to make it harder for Emilia to do anything 'crazy', but now Noelle could only sigh regretfully in her heart. 'If I knew this would happen, I would have picked one of the private rooms.'
Fortunately, the waiter who came to serve them was professionally trained and didn't seem affected by their presence at all as he requested for their order, eyes never straying where they shouldn't.
Emilia only took a cursory look at the menu before passing it on to Noelle with a smile. "Why don't you order for the both of us?"
Noelle didn't bother with the pleasantries and immediately reported some of her preferred dishes without even looking at the menu, and the waiter quickly noted them down.
After confirming their order and letting them know it will be served within twenty minutes, the waiter left them alone, and Noelle's calm expression immediately collapsed.
"What the heck are you doing rubbing my leg under the table?!"
Seeing the older girl hiss at her so furiously while still trying to keep her voice down, Emilia couldn't help but smirk mischievously in her mind.
Of course, on the surface, she 'blushed' and ducked her head shyly. "I-I'm sorry, maybe my leg touched you by mistake…"
Noelle felt a thousand ducks quacking in her mind. 'What the fuck?!'
Had she not known better, she really would have believed it!
Thankfully, the girl at least stopped doing it once she pointed it out, but Noelle made up her mind to remain on guard for any further 'sexual harassment' from her little boss.
Emilia didn't seem to notice her 'guarded' and 'wary' appearance. "By the way, what's the situation with the chocolate mission?"
Noelle's mind turned blank for almost a full minute before she realized that her little boss was referring to the Brown's confectioneries. 'Does she want to talk in code words since we're in a public place?'
Of course, Noelle had no issue with that, though she found it a little weird.
Actually, aside from being a little naughty, the Emilia never really went overboard.
For a moment, Noelle couldn't help but wonder if maybe she was the one overthinking it. Maybe they'll just have a nice dinner, discuss a few business matters by the way, and then go back home in a good mood.
Unfortunately, a mischievous little toe touched her calf and immediately broke all such fanciful thoughts to pieces. 'T-This girl!!'
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