Looking at the photographs in her hands of her father entering love hotels with other won, and seeing the receipts proving his embezzlent of company funds, Hino Yuri's eyes widened, her beautiful face filled with disbelief.
"This, this..."
"Just as you can see, Miss Yuri, your father, Director Hino Takuya, is having an illicit affair with his subordinate."
"Furthermore, over the past year, he has repeatedly used his position to embezzle company funds to buy her jewelry, luxury cars, and mansions."
"Th-this isn't true! It can't be true!"
Every word from Shiroko was like a sharp sword piercing deeply into the young girl's heart.
She couldn't believe it. The father who loved her mother so dearly and doted on her so much was actually having an affair, and even embezzling money for another woman... How was this possible? How could it be?!
Watching the girl whose tears flowed like a burst dam, Shiroko showed no pity and pressed the attack rcilessly.
"Why deceive yourself, Miss Yuri? I'm sure you've noticed Director Hino's unusual behavior recently, haven't you?!"
At those words, she instantly recalled how, over the past few months, he had indeed been coming ho very late every day, sotis not returning at all for the night.
She had also accidentally stumbled upon her mother crying secretly. Could it be that her mother had known about all of this all along!?
Seeing the girl fall silent, Shiroko spoke in a calm tone, "Since you don't believe , Miss Yuri, I'll just have to find a professional to authenticate these! I'm sure they will give you a satisfactory answer."
Saying so, Shiroko reached out to take the evidence back.
But the next mont, the girl acted as if she had gone mad, tearing the evidence in her hands to shreds.
Compared to letting her father go to prison, she would rather maintain the status quo.
At the very least, their family could still sit together and share a al from ti to ti. That was enough!
Shiroko made no move to stop her, rely watching her performance in silence.
Once she had shredded the final receipt, Shiroko couldn't help but clap his hands. "Very good! Did you enjoy tearing those up, Miss Yuri? If that wasn't enough, I have more right here..."
As he spoke, he opened the glove compartnt, pulled out another identical copy, and handed it over.
Staring at the exact sa docunts as before, her pupils shrank sharply.
After a long pause, her bloodshot eyes glared at him as she asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "What exactly do you want in exchange for giving the evidence?!"
"I originally invited you here in good faith to resolve this matter, but your actions just now have left very dissatisfied."
"Therefore, I want to make a deal with you. For every transaction we make, I will destroy one original copy."
"There are a total of twenty-one receipts proving Director Hino's embezzlent here. That ans you only need to trade with twenty-one tis. How about it? Very fair, right?"
In truth, Shiroko had originally planned to take the boiling frog approach, slowly winning her over.
But since she had actually tried to destroy the evidence, she couldn't bla him for this.
Since she didn't like the gentle approach, he would just cut straight to the chase!
"You..."
At his words, the girl was so furious that her chest heaved violently.
'So rich young master he is. He's clearly just a despicable scoundrel who kicks people when they're down.'
"Of course, you can refuse. But if you do, these docunts will appear on Chairman Sugimoto's desk tomorrow. I imagine his expression will be quite spectacular when he learns that his most trusted subordinate has been secretly hollowing out the company."
Hearing this, she instantly imagined the consequences of Sugimoto Ichiro finding out. She let out a gasp, grabbing Shiroko's arm with both hands and pleading, "Don't!"
Seeing this, Shiroko's lips gradually curled into his signature smile. "So, Miss Yuri, what is your choice?"
"I... I accept!"
"Excellent!"
Reaching out his index finger to lift her delicate chin, Shiroko slowly leaned in.
Faced with that handso face drawing closer, Hino Yuri's eyelashes fluttered frantically, but she forced herself not to pull away.
Before long, the girl's face suddenly flushed red.
anwhile, a look of sheer frustration appeared on Shiroko's face.
He was usually a strict follower of traffic rules; he absolutely could not do anything that violated traffic laws!
An hour later, after dropping the girl off at her front door, Shiroko slamd on the gas pedal and sped away.
Walking into her ho looking slightly exhausted, Yuri was greeted by a gentle, beautiful woman wearing a blue apron. "Welco back, Yuri. Go wash your hands and get ready to eat!"
Glancing around and failing to see the figure she expected, Hino Yuri asked softly, "Is Dad still not back?"
At those words, a faint trace of pain flickered in the beautiful woman's eyes.
Imdiately after, she smiled faintly and shook her head. "Your father has to work overti at the company. He told us to eat first and not wait for him!"
Although that trace of pain vanished in a flash, Hino Yuri still caught it.
In that mont, the tall and mighty image her father had always held in her heart completely collapsed.
Without saying anything more, she went to the washroom, freshened up, and sat down at the dining table.
Scooping a small bowl of chicken soup and placing it in front of her, the woman smiled softly. "Try it. How is Mom's chicken soup?"
Seeing the milky-white chicken soup in front of her, Hino Yuri suddenly felt a wave of nausea. Letting out a dry heave, she covered her lips and hurried away.
Watching her daughter's retreating back, the woman picked up a spoon and took a small sip. Tasting the rich flavor in her mouth, her eyes filled with confusion. "What's wrong with this child? It doesn't taste bad at all!"
Inside the washroom, after rinsing her mouth several tis, the girl cursed under her breath, "Idiot, that hateful bastard, to actually..."
anwhile, the bastard she was cursing had already returned ho and was enjoying a feast prepared by his little secretary.
Swallowing a piece of fried shrimp, Shiroko couldn't help but give Shiraishi Momoko another thumbs-up. "Not bad! Not bad at all! I've decided. From now on, Momoko, you're not just my secretary, but also my personal chef. The food you make is simply too delicious!"
"No, no! If this keeps up, I won't be able to live without you!"
He wasn't just saying that to make her happy; the food she cooked was genuinely exquisite.
It was even a cut above Mitsuko's cooking!
Faced with Shiroko's final, almost teasing words, Shiraishi Momoko's cheeks flushed crimson. In a voice barely above a whisper, she murmured, "If you like eating it, Boss, then Momoko will make it for you every day!"
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