After pondering for a while, she realized she couldn’t come up with any other meaningful numbers. With such a long and delicate history with Cristofer, she had spent nearly every significant day with him, making it hard to avoid his influence.

In the end, she decided not to change the password of her email, despite Cristofer's suggestion. Instead, she logged out and began working on her designs, resting her head on her palm. She had thought it through. ‘If such a situation does arise, my legal department will help me. They’re highly competent, after all.’

Cristofer had been sitting at his computer for half an hour. He checked his watch...