De L’amour’s thirty-story building stood in the heart of Imperial like a tiny chest piece around the bigger buildings. It was dark with tinted windows and gave an air of gloominess as it was not eye-catching.
However, despite its outer appearance, the inside was bright and luxurious.
It was like stepping out from the dark and entering the light.
As the 24 employees inside continue with their work, on the 30th floor, Yue Ling sat idly inside her office. She leans toward her desk and her left elbow rest on top as her chin rest on her palm.
Her head was looking ahead, but her eyes were lower and she stares at the opened black folder in front of her.
Liu Shan had gathered all the information needed on the specific people still in An Qing.
When she reached the last page, she flips the papers back to the front and closes it. She scoots her chair back enough for her stand up and she puts on her gray princess coat. Picking up the folder, she didn’t hesitate to leave her office.
The moment she opened the door, Liu Shan was already waiting for her outside. He was about to knock on her door, but seeing her, he gives her a small nod in greeting. However, one can see the eagerness in his eyes of wanting to destroy someone’s life.
Coming to a silent agreement, both individuals head for the elevator.
"Is everything ready?"
Yue Ling asks as Liu Shan presses the button to go down. She doesn’t look at him but stares at the blurry image of her reflection on the elevator door.
"Mm. Everything is done accordingly to your instructions."
With a smile that held all sorts of emotions, Liu Shan answers her and stares at the screen showing the floor levels. He is ready to make those disgusting people at An Qing pay for all their disloyalty.
In a short time, the elevator chimes in arrival as the door slide open.
Yue Ling steps out first then Liu Shan. As the two walks into the front lobby, all the 24 employees who had been busy with their work were now standing in wait for their boss. Every one of them ranged from age twenty to forty.
They stood in a neat row of two like they were creating a path for her in the center. Upon seeing her, everyone gestures a polite bow as they know what was going to happen.
Yue Ling stops in her steps and she stares at her employees with a faint smile.
Unlike H-International in City Z, De L’amour in Imperial has fewer people. However, she doesn’t mind as each person here has been with her for a long time and is loyal to her. Especially, her design team.
As she thought these thoughts, her eyes landed on the last person. The corners of her mouth curl up more until she was smiling with her teeth.
"You’re not a worker here."
Hearing her words, everyone knew exactly who she was referring to. They turn their heads to look at the person and couldn’t help but snicker.
Standing closest to the entrance and exit door of De L’amour, a young man stood like he was an employee. However, his appearance was not like that of an employee.
He wore a long flannel with checker print that was not buttoned all the way as it gave view to the black turtleneck he was wearing under. Keeping him warm was a black motor jacket and on his legs was black denim as black oxford covered his feet.
When he heard Yue Ling’s words, his head turns to look at her, and he gives her a look like someone who had been caught. He chuckles sarcastically and points to himself
"Oh, you’re referring to me."
He folds his arms over his chest and shrugs his shoulders with his chest slightly stuck out.
"Of course I’m not a worker here, but I am still one of your subordinates. It’s only fair that I partake in this show we are going to put on."
Yue Ling arches a brow at the man, but not finding any fault in his response. She shifts her gaze away from him and looks at her employees again.
A dangerous glint of light flash in her eyes and a side smirk curls on her lip.
"It’s time we take back what we worked so hard on."
Her words were formidable, and she lifts her right foot to take a step and walk through the path that had been made for her.
"We’re going to let them know what happens when they step out of line."
She was one foot away from stepping out the door but paused in her steps. Her head turns to look at the man who isn’t one of her employees.
"Lin Hui, you will go with Qi Li."
Her instruction enters Lin Hui’s ears and he watches her exits the building. He may not be one of her employees at De L’amour, but he is one of her most loyalist subordinates.
And like everyone here, he has been waiting for this day to come. How can he miss it?
After Yue Ling disappears out the door, Liu Shan follows then Ju Suo and Lian Ni Shang. Behind the two women were Tang Zhonghui and Shan Sinan along with the twins, Gui Tian Lan and Gui Zhongmin.
The last to leave were Qi Li and Lin Hui. However, Lin Hui leans closer to the illustrator and gestures a nudge with his elbow.
"Bro, since we’re going together, are we going to ride our motorcycles? Boss just gifted me a Hayabusa and I’m dying to test it out."
A frown appears on Qi Li’s cold expression. He gives a side glance to the man next to him then looks ahead again.
Hearing this, Lin Hui’s eyes lit up. He couldn’t wait to race with Qi Li as they were the only two subordinates who own motorcycles. However, the happiness that bloomed inside him was destroyed in the next second.
Qi Li’s voice continues in a flat tone and causes Lin Hui to stumble on air. He (Lin Hui) stares in disbelief at Qi Li before his shoulders slouch and he nods his head in understanding but was crying on the inside.
"A car... We are going to make a grand entrance in a car..."
Yue Ling’s remaining employees did not follow but remain inside the building. To outsiders, every one of them appears as normal employees, but what outsiders do not know is, they are all former members of Fate.
When Yue Ling left the underworld, so did they. However, unlike the others who have moved on to live a normal life with no connection to Fate, it is only them and those still in H-International who stayed behind.
As those still inside De L’amour stare out the glass window that gave the view to the outside, they could see their boss and the others getting inside the cars. A smile curl on their faces and a dangerous light flash in their eyes.
They were like soldiers in ancient times who were in the middle of a battlefield rooting for their almighty Emperor and Generals to face the enemy head-on.
It is time those snakes inside An Qing pay.