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“And insulting my intelligence is better? When this is the first time you’ve even spoken to me?” Norah retorted, it was rich really to be lectured by one of the agents who stuck her nose up in the air and ignored the trainees, if it had been anyone else she might have taken the comments more lightly. If it had been one of the 00 agents who actually interacted with trainees as equals rather than looking down on them.
“Then I guess my parents are very cruel, they had two children. My brother and I. And we were both encouraged to join the MI6. I’m here to serve my country and I don’t believe in wasting talents if you have them, my child will understand that because it will be a Huang and that’s the way it works in our family.” The last of the brunette’s speech was the same tired old one her parents and her brother were so fond of. The Huang way. She wasn’t sure exactly what that was but she had been taught to follow it.
Norah’s disdain was visible in her features, a clear and evident disregard for Finley that went beyond their current conversation. Not that Fin minded---she knew disdain like the back of her hand, an old, familiar friend that hardly made her uncomfortable anymore. “I would hope you’d rather be stupid than willfully neglectful,” Finley said matter-of-factly, guilt overshadowed by malicious jealousy at the thought of this girl being allowed to keep her job as well as her daughter, exactly what she’d wanted and had to give up.
“And look how you turned out,” Fin mumbled under her breath, rolling her eyes. “Listen, you’ll be out of commission for a g e s, you’ll have to take care of your child, and you cannot do that and be in the field. You’ll forget training and you’ll lose your touch, and by the time you can come back you’ll have been replaced or you’ll be entirely redundant.”
