No sooner said than done!
Nora Rockefeller had always been decisive. Once she made up her mind to do something, she carried it out without hesitation.
Even if the act itself was dangerous and thrilling, that only made it more of a challenge, didn't it?
Doing it right in front of his wife... that perfectly suited her spirit of exploration!
She opened the wardrobe and retrieved an outrageously bold outfit from its deepest recesses.
Yes, Miss Nightingale, who wielded spatial psionic energy, wasn't merely planning to use her power to steal a few Universal Character Fragments. She wanted to steal Mr. Jonas himself.
I've been sick of watching you monopolize Mr. Jonas every day, Eiffel!
Steward? Secretary?
Steward, my ass! Secretary, my ass!
You're just another loser about to fall at my hands!
Fighting spirit blazed in Miss Nightingale's eyes. She would announce to the entire Alt Conglomerate who the most favored woman at Mr. Jonas's side truly was!
A hazy mist curled through the bathroom.
In the spacious bath, Eiffel leaned against Jonas's chest, her entire body still flushed with excitement. Rosy clouds lingered on her fair cheeks.
They had agreed to wash first, but somewhere along the way, things had accidentally gotten heated.
Eiffel had anticipated this well in advance, so she hadn't taken off the black stockings she was wearing before entering the bathroom.
She couldn't remember where she'd read it: black stockings boosted attack speed, wet black stockings doubled it, and sheer stockings that let the skin peek through maxed it out entirely.
Eiffel had tested the theory and found it quite accurate.
But to be clear, this was purely an exploratory endeavor to satisfy her curiosity. She absolutely hadn't been deliberately seducing Mr. Jonas!
*Maxed-out attack speed is all well and good, but I