Dahyun's POV
I'm almost at my house but I was distracted by an expensive car parked in front of it. I looked at it thoroughly and all I can say is that, the owner of this car is hella rich.
It was a long limousine black car... I would love to peek at what's inside but that would be inappropriate. I'm sure my parents would kill me if I did that.
But what is this car doing in here? Did dad have another wealthy business partner?
No, no. It's impossible. Maybe it was just one of our neighbor's visitors.
I went inside our house.
"Why were you late?" Mom said as I walked in the house. My parents are waiting for me in the living room. Seems like it's another business like I've guessed earlier.
The same as Chaeyoung, I have a brother. An older one. But, he isn't as heartless as my parents. In fact, I love him.
Myungsoo-oppa has been good to me ever since I was a kid. He even let me go to any places that the little me loves like malls, parks, parties and more but right now, he can't do that anymore.
Oppa has been married to a wealthy woman named Matsuri and they have settled their lives a few miles away from our home because of their thriving business. Ever since that happened, my life has been a tragedy.
Because Myungsoo-oppa left us here, without inheriting the company that our parents have made, I was the one who became responsible for it.
I bet he doesn't even know all of this cause he's busy with his family because he now has 2 children and business. He doesn't have time for me anymore.
"I just went out to have some fun with my friends cause I'll be moving out tomorrow." I uttered without any emotions as I changed my shoes into the indoor slippers.
As I was walking towards them, I could hear them talk with someone. It's already late at night. Who would come at such a time like this?
"Hurry up Dahyun, the guest is waiting." My dad uttered.
It's always been like this with our shareholders or business partners... They will introduce me as their daughter and the heir of their company but this time, I can feel that it's different.
My dad always loved to sleep early at night and rarely welcomed visitors in our house. Meeting our business partners has always been done inside our own company building.
"I'm sorry, she's a little hard headed but I swear she's a good kid." Taeyeon, my father added. But what's more unusual is that he's talking like those plastic people do.
I opened the door and saw a girl, maybe a little bit older than me with blonde wavy hair, wide eyes, long eyelashes with an outfit that I knew came from Prada.
She looks so expensive and at the same time... beautiful. Why is she here?
"Sit down, my baby. Here, let me help you." My mom, Diana, offered me a seat beside her which is weird. Both of them are acting weird.
"My baby?" I thought as I clicked my tongue without making any sound or they would be mad.
I just sat down and didn't mind my parents' actions because I don't want to be rude.
