Joy Island, inside a castle!
Stussy sat on the sofa, her snow-white legs crossed as she sipped her coffee elegantly and read the newspaper in her hands.
"This slogan isn't bad. 'I'm Sister Huan, and looks are justice!'"
"The Richest Group?"
"Just as I thought. They didn't disappoint me."
Stussy looked at the news article about her bounty, feeling a little helpless.
She knew that man was terrible at coming up with names. They were awkward and embarrassing, but she was used to them by now.
"Hmm? Did we get two new colleagues while I was away?"
"Burning Representative?"
"Sexy Representative?"
Stussy glanced at the information about Archino, then focused on the news article about Betty.
"Hmph!"
She couldn't help snorting. Did this woman really think she could threaten her position?
Was she joking?
Sex appeal was no match for beauty. Besides, Stussy could pull off any look: youthful, mature, seductive, or a uniform. She could even rock a queenly air.
If she wanted to, there wasn't a woman alive who could outshine her.
For some reason, Stussy felt a little annoyed.
When it came to her charm within the group, she couldn't afford to be careless!
She could let anything else go, but she absolutely had to compete over who was the most charming and beautiful!
It was a matter of a woman's dignity.
People would always remember first place. No one would remember second.
They hadn't even met, and already there was hostility between them.
"Your Majesty, the Paros Island branch—"
A burly man in a suit entered through the door, carrying a stack of documents to brief Stussy on the state of the other Red Light District branches.
He had only recently been promoted. Before that, he'd been a minor leader among the leaders. To underlings like