Chapter 389

Ye Li waved his hand, and the office curtains closed automatically.

"Be careful, don't actually bite me..."

Sunnival Manor.

Ding-dang... click...

The cold beauty with silver hair was leaning on a chair, basking in the sunlight streaming through the window, boredly taking apart and reassembling several firearms...

"Big Sister! Big Sister!"

A female mercenary from the Wild Battle Group suddenly ran over with a phone, shouting and handing it to their boss. "Look! Look!"

"What are you doing?"

Sylph's slender fingers danced like butterflies, quickly assembling the remaining gun parts, and then she said calmly, "Didn't I say, don't play with your phone while on duty... if you get caught by the boss, do you want me, your team leader, to sleep with him to save your job?"

"Hehe, the boss is out playing all day, he only comes back at night~"

The female mercenary, who looked young, said mischievously, "Besides... Big Sister, every night, the several mistresses are singing, and the boss is so handsome, you accompanying him... doesn't seem like a loss~"

Click—!

Sylph pulled the slide, the silver pistol chambered a round, and she pressed it against her subordinate's forehead with a "gentle smile"—

—"Say that again?"

"I... I... I was just joking..."

The female mercenary quickly raised her hands in surrender...

"Heh~"

Click—

Sylph's finger went through the trigger and pulled, while her cold, beautiful lips whispered, "Bang~"

"Ah! Don't kill me! Don't kill me... I was wrong, Big Sister."

The female mercenary quickly covered her head with both hands, making a standard surrender gesture to beg for mercy...

"Alright, stop messing around, there's no bullet in it."

Sylph retracted the gun. "Tell me, what do you want to show me?"

"Big Sister, look!"

The female mercenary quickly scrolled through the news on her phone. "Your name is very famous now!"

Sylph:??

She was a bit confused.

If it were before—

Her title, Silver Sable, was enough to make opponents tremble with fear.

But now—

She was guarding the gate at the manor, and besides being teased by the boss every day, she was basically slacking off... where would she have the chance to become famous?

Sylph took the subordinate's phone and carefully read the content on it—

【Black alien spaceship invades Greenwich, Silver Sable Security Company turns the tide!】

【Long live Silver Sable Security Company! The mercenaries who sacrificed heroically are all heroes!】

【I want to donate to Silver Sable Security Company!】

【Count me in!】

·· ·Seeking flowers·· ······

【I looked up the president of Silver Sable Security Company! She's actually a great beauty! Truly beautiful and kind-hearted!】

Netizens were relatively behind on information; they didn't know that the president, Sylph, was no longer in charge and, like Jessica, only held a nominal title. For a time, they all thought she was still in office—

【Silver Sable Sylph, also a top mercenary, the big sister is both beautiful and cool!】

【Shouldn't she join the Ghost Spider Club and debut as a superhero?】

【I want to be Miss Silver Sable's first fan!】

【I'm the first one!】

What the heck?

【?】

Sylph was stunned. Sitting at home, and the pot falls from the sky?

........ 0...

【The company is now controlled by the boss's people... so this is the boss's handiwork? I remember him saying he wanted to make some clone soldiers...】

She thought for a moment, and her agile mind quickly guessed the reason...

That boss, who usually seemed unreliable, actually helped her and the company win such a huge reputation...

The silver-haired beauty felt a mix of emotions in her heart...

A little gratitude, a hint of secret joy... and admiration, even growing a bit of adoration...

In short, it was a good aspect.

Ye Li didn't know; he just wanted to test the clone soldiers, and accidentally made a cold beauty have a lot more favorable impressions...

But now he didn't have the heart to care, he was busy...

Silver Sable Security Company, an office.

The items on the desk were swept to the floor.

On the desktop, only some water stains, seemingly spilled from a cup, remained.

Ye Li casually threw the black tight-fitting combat suit hanging on the chair armrest onto the table, covering the reflective patch.

The chair's wheels, due to the violent shaking back and forth, had also become loose and wobbly.

It probably needed to be replaced.

...... Loss. ===== CHAPTER 391 =====