The next day, at the Purification Bureau, next to Leon's office.
"Emma! My dear Emma!"
After touching her own empty wallet, the "Red-haired Director," known for her cunning, pulled her best friend's arm and pleaded with a wretched look,
"Can you... can you lend me some more money?"
"Not necessarily."
Glancing at her expressionlessly, Emma lowered her head to keep working on her documents and said coldly,
"Went drinking again yesterday?"
"Uh-huh..."
"Then no."
"..."
"Director Olivia, I haven't finished my purification report. Do you have anything else?"
"No more..."
"Then please go."
Watching her best friend coldly pointing her hand towards the door, the Red-haired Director reluctantly moved toward the door, hoping to hear someone change their mind.
But as fate would have it, even when the Red-haired Director slowly drifted into the hallway, the door with the "Emma Alman" nameplate firmly closed, she still didn't hear the tender call she once longed for.
