Lina made up her mind to formulate a plan. It would be near impossible, but she had faith in herself. With the file as leverage, she could make anyone yield to her. With power comes great responsibilities. Many would turn on her if she used it as blackmail. Once the Leclare firm was eliminated, she'd be next if she possessed the file. But what if she could use the file deletion as a means of being in everyone's good grace?
"How's the food?" Atlantis commented.
Lina snapped out of her thoughts. She glanced down at the dishes laid out in front of her. At the sight of the pasta, which seemed too greasy for her palate and the blonde salad, her mouth went dry. The last time she came here, the food didn't look this unappealing. Lina had a strange relationship with food thanks to her mother, but this time, the food bothered her. It was creamy. Ever since she was a child, she hated the scent of boiled milk.
