Athanasia Taylor, the young lady of the Taylor family, had unparalleled beauty and grace. Her loosely bound hair swayed lightly with the mystery wind from nowhere which exists for the sole purpose of beautifying characters in their introduction mode. Shimmering golden eyes paired with black hair, she exuded an aura of dominance and authority.

Although the most beautiful person is still the bottom, she's definitely the second. Sorry, Adelia.

Leisurely spinning the very expensive pen imported from Scotland or some other foreign country, she asked indifferently, "Who was it?"

Unfazed by her coldness, Fidelia still replied brightly, "It was young master Charlie-"

Before the words even completely left her mouth, Athanasia stood up and grabbed the shorter woman's shoulders. "Charlie? That brat contacted me today by himself?" She cried, "Oh god, I'm so happy!"

Emotions returned to her face as Fidelia was almost dazzled by the amount of attractiveness. Even her most unappealing face was so beautiful, with a smile, her looks can totally kill.

Don't question it, even the son of the daughter of the aunt of the male lead's mother's nephew is dashingly handsome. Ugly people? Nonexistent.

Now, if you've read enough BL novels, you might be familiar with this overused setting. Yes, it's the legendary bro-con boss-lady sister who tries to set up the top and bottom. Oh, by the way, she also gives terrible relationship advice which often leads to many misunderstandings.

Athanasia gripped Fidelia's shoulder in excitement as she questioned impatiently, "What did he say?" Their faces was so close that just a bit more, and their lips might actually touch.

Fidelia, just a mere extra, was so taken aback that she forgot how to speak for a moment. "Uh, miss, I didn't pick it up in case it was personal-"

Her breath felt hitched as she answered the taller woman, dazzled by her beauty. Athanasia's face was so close to hers that she could feel her breath on her cheeks. She was so mesmerized by the perfect existence in front of her that all she could think about is capturing this moment in her mind, burning it all in memory.

Hearing her answer, Athanasia's hopes dropped as she disappointedly released her. "Hah, of course- Why did the meeting have to be at such a time..."

Now, most of you must be wondering, couldn't she just contact the male lead? Well, that's because the male lead is COLD. Even to his own family. The only one who can earn the affection of such a person without even lifting a finger is the bottom.

Fidelia could almost see drooping cat ears on her as she sulked. A little flustered, she smiled awkwardly and tried to comfort her, "Uh, miss, please don't be sad. Well, let's check the messages! Maybe there's something there?"

She looked up slowly, disappointment still evident on her face. Still, there was a flicker of hope in her golden eyes as she nodded.

Opening the messenger app, Fidelia prayed that something be there. As much as she liked looking at her disappointed cute face, it was also kind of scary. What if she fired her in frustration? Even if she looked like a sad sister right now, it's only momentary! She's the tyrannical sister of the male lead! A mere extra like her would like to keep her livelihood safe, okay?

Ah, there it was! Fidelia's eyes almost shed tears of happiness when she saw that there was a message.

"Miss! Here! A message from young master Charlie!"

Athanasia hurriedly snatched the phone from her outstretched hand, brightening up. Sure enough, there was a new message from her brother.

"Meet me at the ZZZZ coffee shop. I need help."

Although the message was very short and indifferent, she still felt immense joy from it. Summoning her inner tyranny, she ordered, "Cancel all my meetings for today!"

"But-" Fidelia knew that her argument was meaningless, but she still had to follow her role so she pleaded, "-Mam, you have a conference with the CEO of another stinking rich company whom you will certainly refuse to even meet at 6 pm!"

Her usual indifference back, she left the office as if she didn't hear her. Cut to a few documents flying for a dramatic effect.