296 The Fawn

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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.