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𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 | 2441
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𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ;
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"𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 18684, 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄, you are hereby appointed to Mother of Plant 4?" Krone reads aloud.
"I'm being made a Mother?!" She exclaims.
"Yes. There's a sudden vacancy for the position of Plant 4's cheif breeder. And since I've been recommending you for ages, you finally get your chance." Isabella says.
"You recommended me?" Krone asks in shock.
"Grandma's at the gate to pick you up. Pack your things right away and return to HQ." Isabella responds.
"Right... Away?' Krone questions.
"This is goodbye. Goodluck at your new post." Isabella says with a smug smile.
...
"What's the matter? Are you unhappy?" Isabella asks her.
"Of course not. This is a great honor. I'll get ready at once." She says quickly.
...
Isabella soon shut the door, and Krone quickly fell to the ground.
Her expression soon turned into an angry glare.
"That bitch... She's trying to get rid of me."
"I have no choice. This is do or die."
Krone held a gray pen in her hand.
"I'll never let her have her way."
. . .
"Mom! Krone! Food's ready!" Phil exclaims.
"Huh? Where's Krone? Isn't she with you?" Phil questions.
"Is she in her room?" Marnya asks.
Isabella then crouches down to the same level as the two.
"No, she has some work to attend to. Let's go ahead and eat without her." Isabella responds with a smile.
. . .
The gate begins to open as Krone approaches, Krone walking in immediately to be greeted by Grandma.
"Grandma." She said sternly.
Krone walked closer to the older woman.
"There's something you should know." Krone says as she pulls the note she found from her pocket.
