Chapter 1181
Under Kendall's gaze, Hesta leafed through the entire document, then rose to her feet. "If there's nothing else, I'll be going."
Hesta pulled the handle from outside the door. Just as it was about to close, Kendall softly said, "See you later."
The door shut abruptly. Hesta stood outside it—she was certain Kendall had done it on purpose, tossing out such a cryptic remark at the last moment out of some malicious amusement that left her unsettled.
Would Kendall also be attending today's meeting with Office No. 2? Or was Kendall convinced that she would go to Madam Bronbo's dinner? Or did she have some other plan for the afternoon?
Hesta knew perfectly well that Kendall meant no good, yet she could not help following that remark and wondering what the other woman intended.
Inside the room.
Kendall watched the dark silhouette lingering in the crack of the door. Only after it finally disappeared did she silently smile.
Her gaze returned to Arantida's death penalty review, and she reached out to draw it back in front of her.
Kendall removed her glasses and leaned back in her chair, somewhat weary.
By now, it was difficult for her to regard Hesta as merely a competitor. From the day Hesta entered District 12, this young woman had seemed to have no interest in competing with anyone. Kendall could not call Hesta uncooperative, because Hesta hardly questioned any documents sent to her for signature, simply fulfilling her duty as a signing machine; yet Kendall also knew perfectly well that Hesta had her own plans. Otherwise, the young Hesta woman would not have suddenly appeared at the cross-district conference on the night terrorists invaded Emangria and made a grand declaration that offended everyone...
But what had Hesta done afterward? What had she