[Volume 4]: Chapter 62 - A Sweet Girl Won’t Be Fooled By The Villainess

“My god, did I hear it correctly? A recommendation from Baron Amelia's supervisor?” “Yes, you heard it right, because I heard it too... I never expected that someone could earn Miss Baron's appreciation in this lifetime!” “Ifia? That name sounds unfamiliar. Is she a newcomer? And she's actually from the common folks!” “I know, I know. Ifia is a new intern from the commoner class.” Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Ifia proudly took the stage. Having weathered many storms, she faced the scrutiny as if it were nothing! Not worth mentioning at all. In this moment, Ifia, having fulfilled her wish, felt as content as a cat finally getting its paws on some delicious dried fish, almost wanting to meow loudly. Perhaps she would even put on a show of pampering in front of her owner. Meanwhile, Stef, in the audience, had a knowing expression, feeling that her previous speculations were right! The power of being a confidant was truly strong! Even Miss Baron, known as an indifferent and unyielding machine, couldn't resist. Having spent several days together as desk mates, Stef had long realized that Ifia's work had no real technical complexity; even a child pulled in off the street could handle it effortlessly. Therefore, upon hearing the colleagues' secret praises of Ifia's strong work abilities and their hopes for her permanent stay, Stef felt conflicted. She wanted to shake these people awake! What could Miss Baron entrust to an intern? It was all just fake news! Even when Miss Baron faced the intern, her relaxed demeanor and smiles were only because of Ifia and not due to her outstanding work abilities. During this period, Miss Baron and Ifia were shameless, engaging in all sorts of flirtatious behavior in the office. It was like an overtly affectionate atmosphere surrounded by pink bubbles, extremely audacious. To this, Stef felt like a passerby dog being kicked by a young couple. Unfortunately, she was the only one who knew this secret, with no one to talk to, and could only silently keep her observations and experiences hidden. Sometimes, Stef even had to help cover up the traces. As she reminisced over her time of silently shouldering the responsibilities of a versatile butler, Stef couldn't help but twitch her lips. She concluded that she definitely needed to take some time off to recuperate. As Stef made her silent determination, Ifia stood on the stage with a calm expression. Even those standing alongside her were unable to resist stealing glances in her direction. It seemed that the name of Baron Amelia commanded attention, and anything associated with it attracted special interest. Especially since Baron Amelia had taken over as the head of the planning department, no one had ever received a recommendation from her. After the initial shock subsided, information about Ifia was quickly dissected by everyone. “According to some in the planning department, this intern is extremely talented. No matter how many tasks are given, they are completed quickly. It's well known that Baron Amelia is very demanding, so anyone she approves must be strong!” “Why would someone with such talent go to the planning department? Why not join our department!” “No wonder, I initially thought it was a case of connections!” “Hahaha, how is that possible? That's the fair and just Baron Amelia; how could she favor anyone?” Thanks to Baron Amelia's outwardly honest image, no one envied Ifia for receiving the supervisor's recommendation, even though she was just an intern. They merely looked on with admiration. It was a gaze of admiration for a seasoned professional! - As Ifia received numerous stares from the audience, she stood tall with her head held high, showing no signs of guilt for taking an unorthodox path. Seduction was really tiring! - Suddenly, thoughts of Amelia's endless energy, assertive actions, and focused looks, coupled with a hint of amorous panting, and those captivating purple eyes, made her blush uncontrollably. She felt a sudden rush of heat. Thankfully, Ifia quickly remembered the occasion and banished these thoughts from her mind, instead meeting the host's gaze with a bright smile as she received the supervisor's recommended reward. - A special golden insignia. Palm-sized and beautifully patterned. It was said that having this insignia would serve as a valuable pass no matter which small group one joined. Although it didn't hold much meaning for Ifia, who wanted to lie low in the future, it still had a certain collectible value and could be used to show off to others later. So Ifia accepted it without hesitation and with a radiant smile. Afterward, even though Ifia wanted to linger on stage a little longer, the host began urging people to leave, and she had no choice but to reluctantly step down. When she returned to Stef's side holding the insignia, the gazes from all directions remained fixated on her. In response, Ifia displayed a calm and indifferent expression, making some hesitant to approach, thinking they shouldn't be too hasty with their greetings. Hmph~ Spending so much time with Amelia, she had learned how to bluff others. However, for her new friend Stef, Ifia maintained a friendly attitude and passed the time in conversation while waiting for the event to end. “Ifia, congratulations, you've done a great job!” “Hehe, thank you.” “With you emerging as a dark horse in the performance evaluation, most people in our office have lost their bets. As we head back to the office, you should quickly collect your spoils to prevent anyone from making excuses!” Upon hearing Stef mention the betting that had taken place in the office, Ifia's eyes lit up. With only one or two people betting on someone gaining Baron Amelia's supervisor's recommendation, according to their evenly split rules, she could gain a lot! Although Ifia had already made a fortune overnight, who would reject having more money in their hands? The two didn't chat for too long as the performance evaluation was about to conclude. Although Ifia enjoyed being in the limelight, being crowded by people wasn't a good feeling. So, taking advantage of the restless crowd's delay in action, Ifia slipped away. During this time, she made a deliberate effort to glance around and saw that Amelia, who had been sitting in the front row, had already left. Thinking of Amelia's instructions earlier that day, Ifia changed direction and, rather than heading back to the office immediately, went towards the dormitories where she stayed nearby. Soon enough, Ifia spotted Amelia and a luxurious carriage waiting at the dormitory entrance. [·-·?] This is? “Amelia, are you leaving?” “More precisely, we're leaving together.” Amelia looked at Ifia, who had dashed towards her, and as she spoke, she effortlessly took out a handkerchief to wipe off the tiny beads of sweat on Ifia's forehead, then proceeded to pull the resentful-looking Ifia into the carriage. - Every movement was elegant, extremely pleasing to the eye. Caught off guard, Ifia was momentarily stunned but soon became perplexed. “But there's still work to be done!!!” Ifia's confusion was strong, and Amelia continued to explain, “Most of the work has been taken care of, and there's no need for me to continue to oversee things. Besides, Saint Tiffany's commission is still pending. We'll be delivering the sacred lotus this time.” As she spoke, the coachman cracked his whip, and the carriage began to move slowly. Upon hearing the explanation, Ifia nodded understandingly. So that's how it is! Even though the work during this time was very relaxed, Ifia still preferred to chill and loaf around, so she didn't feel that leaving was a bad thing. However, if she simply left like this, she felt like she forgot something? It wasn't until the carriage left the royal palace that Ifia finally remembered. “Ah, Amelia, I still haven't collected the spoils from my bet!!!”