Three days later, Everly sprawled in one of the Tang family's luxury cars like a mob boss conducting business—legs spread wide in the most unladylike manner possible, one hand shoved deep into a family-sized bag of potato chips while the other crammed them into her mouth with zero elegance.
The past seventy-two hours had been spent entirely within the manor walls: exercising, practicing martial arts, devouring novels, and eating everything in sight. She'd also attempted multiple discussion sessions with System 006, but that glorified eavesdropping device proved utterly useless for actual planning. Despite being excellent at investigation (or rather, professional eavesdropping), it answered every strategic question with variations of "I don't know," until Everly finally gave up in exasperation.
