Epilogue, Crawford POV

"Wow! She's sooooo pretty as a cow!" A bubbly blonde woman was watching #451's milking on a monitor. Standing next to her was Raymond Brightley.

"I was sure you'd be interested in seeing your former CEO reduced to nothing more than a mindless milk dispenser." Raymond smirked.

Lisa giggled, "It is totally funny. She used to like think I was nothing more than a ditz, so it is so cool she's really dumb."

"Indeed, my wife. Let's keep this a secret though, your father thinks I play too dirty, and is absolutely convinced I was involved in Ms. Allison's disappearance. Should've expected he'd postpone his retirement, but soon, I will control all of Crawford, and with you in ADE, we can figure out a way to control that inferior company soon too. Put me in contact with their new Brand Adjuster as well, I've heard he might be a handy guy to know..."

Lisa hugged him and nodded. "Okie dokie! Uhhhh, do I keep this a secret from Lana too though?"

Raymond bristled a little, "Hm, yes, keep her out of the loop, okay?"

"Hehe, sounds good!" Lisa laughed.

The couple eventually left the monitor room to continue their scheming, turning their back from the former CEO, and her permanent, mind-broken, milk-making existence.