Rochelle was relatively powerful within the legal division of Trismus. However, that's just raw power. In terms of rank, she was quite low. She barely had any power towards the company if at all.
Thus, to protect herself, she always kept a copy of the bad deeds of Trismus with her.
Concrete evidence that, if released, would cause the entire company's stocks to plummet straight down. Proof of bribing officials, embezzling, even erasing threats—such things were in excess.
So much that, if she ever felt threatened, she was confident she could use it all as leverage to survive.
And all those were stored in the small pendant-shaped protective artifact she had—now in the hands of Axel, oblivious of the fact.
"What's wrong?" He grinned, staring at Rochelle who had gone quiet for a while. "If you're not calling them off, then I'll..."
"W-Wait...!"
Just as the grip on his finger tightened, the woman moved.
