My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 100

What a dirty thing to say.

Willow turned to see who that remark had come from. It was Deborah Salt, from the Janitorial Department. Around thirty years of age, she was the second-youngest in the department. She'd taken good care of herself: her skin complexion was flawless. She'd done a good job maintaining her figure, as well... with a nice, plump butt.

Lots of guys in the Security Department had the hots for her, but she was too good for a lowly security guard, and so she never spared any of them so much as a second look.

No... what she wanted was cleaning duty on the top floor. A chance to make the acquaintance of Jasper Hughes.

From the very first day that Willow had started working here, Deborah had decided that they wouldn't be able to get along. She'd even raised the issue with Mr. Fawcett, over why Willow was the one who was being assigned to the top floor.

Only the elite deserved to step onto that floor, and that included the janitors. It broadened one's horizons. Jasper Hughes was there.

Deborah's dearest dreams awaited her there, on the top floor of the Hughes Corporation headquarters... but the head janitor had inexplicably granted this honor to Willow Nason, instead.

Oh, Deborah Salt had things to say about that Willow Nason...

that Deborah had just said about her. She was about to defend herself, when everyone in the

anything to get ahead. Looks like

Turns out though, it's only one of her two faces.

knows that she's the one behind those rumors-including Mr. Hughes himself, I imagine.

kept her job. Maybe there's actually some truth in those rumors? She's probably got no small amount of womanly

become a whole nest of hissing

Losing grip of her patience all at once, she chuckled and said, "Sheep blindly follow the herd. Ask yourselves if that's not exactly

people had ever experienced what she was going through, right now. Few people would even try to

only thing to be done here, in a situation like this, was to give them a taste of their own medicine, so that they'd

find the evidence she needed! And then, once she'd gotten her hands on it... she'd rub it in every

being sheep. No one

occurred to them that they

lift. When they reached the tenth floor,

a nasty look,

there a while, staring

enmity towards her. No surprise that she'd leap on this chance to