CHAPTER 13

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After hauling the vegetables into a cab, Lisa made a mental note to start using her car. She sometimes liked riding in a cab because she didn't have to do the driving.

But as much as she liked it when other people, drove her, she was very reluctant on the idea of hiring a personal chauffeur.

Her grandfather had consistently insisted she get one, but Lisa liked the cabs better.

It was always at her disposal and didn't require the awkwardness of having a person wait for you the entire day, only to realize she might not leave her house.

Halfway into the route, Lisa decided it might be a good time to pay her grandfather a visit and cook him the dishes with the new vegetables she brought. She told the cab driver the change in direction and after seeing her place a hefty tip into the jar, he happily obliged.

Lisa decided to text her grandfather in advance to warn him that she would be coming over. Because Michel was such a workaholic, if no one told him to come home, he would probably be buried within his office.

Luckily, Minho was always there to remind him of the time. Lisa's grandmother had passed away long before she was born, so she never got to know the woman.

She sometimes thought her grandfather was very lonely because he wasn't surrounded by any of his grandchildren.

But then Lisa realized he enjoyed the quiet life more than a loud and bubbly one.

He refused to stay-in contact with many of his grandchildren. So far, there was only three that was able to capture his attention. He placed his business over family, and unless his grandchildren had something to contribute to the Manoban Corp., he wouldn't spare them a second glance.

Lisa knew half of the reason why her grandfather was so fond of her was because she was the youngest in the family to get a decree from Harvard's Business School.

Lisa was only twenty when she graduated from college earlier than any of her peers. Because of her demonstrated abilities of handling Zheng Corp. by herself in Taehyung's absence, Michel had realized there was actually a very important worth in Lisa.

Michel had seen Lisa's hidden potential. Luckily, she was still young and was at the ripe age of twenty-three, which made her a very suitable candidate for training — not that she needed a lot.

He was very impressed with her capabilities.

Within the short span of one year, she had significantly increased Zheng Corp's value in the stock market, something nearly impossible.

It made Michel very curious of what else she could do. He was very good at keeping a close eye on Lisa, but there was one thing she was able to effortlessly hide from him: her private investment company, Sila Corp., which was run by a decoy CEO.

"Ma'am, the front entrance is blocked." The cab driver nervously told the woman.

Standing tall in all of its full glory was a high and unscalable fence. There was an intricately designed metal door with incredibly high security placed in front of the entrance.

"That's alright, I can handle it from here. Thank you for the ride." Lisa paid for the ride and gathered her bags of vegetables.

There were four men, two on each side of the tall entrance, guarding the door. They were dressed in black from head to toe, with sunglasses, and a face of cold determination. Lisa knew they had concealed weapons within their suits.

She ignored the men and walked to the private keypad. The men didn't move, but their eyes silently scrutinized her for any threats.

Lisa pressed an overly complicated password, did an eye and finger print scan, then finally, the monitor beeped to reveal an elderly butler.

It was hard for people to gain access to Michel's main mansion. Only a handful of people had free access, whereas the rest had to meet him in his second or third mansion. Not even Lisa's own father or other cousins had the freedom to enter and leave the Main Mansion as they pleased — unlike Lisa.

"Mr. Tang, it has been a while." Lisa smiled when she saw the familiar butler whose family had served the Manobans for many generations. Because the Manoban was old money who held wealth for many generations, their roots in this country was deep.

The Tang family had been very close friends with the Manoban family, since a century ago. Their bond ran deep and was practically inseparable.

"Indeed, Miss Manoban, it has been quite a while since you've visited the main mansion. As per usual, there will be a private chauffeur that will come to pick you up."

The front entrance was only the first layer of security.

Beyond it was a well-guarded long path that was lined with hidden weapons and men.

Since the path to the mansion was so long, there was always a private driver that would take the people from the front entrance all the way up the hill and into the house.

Just when the butler finished speaking, the gate opened and a sleek black car greeted Lisa. She carefully climbed into the car. The men in front immediately moved to place her groceries into the car.

"Thank you." She warmly told them.

If they were surprised by her words, they didn't show it. Instead, the men politely nodded at her and shut the door.

The car ride to the main mansion was quick and within three minutes, she had reached the front door. Mr. Tang was already at the entrance waiting for her with a warm towel in his hand. A small group of maids accompanied him with their head bend.

"Welcome home, Miss Lisa." The butler warmly greeted her, offering a gentle smile.

"Yes, it's good to be home." Lisa fondly said, chuckling to herself at the good memories spend in this house.

"Please, come in. Master Manoban has been informed of your presence and should arrive very soon." The butler guided Lisa into the expansive and enormous house.

He signaled the maid to bring the groceries into the kitchen. Judging by the large amount of food, she brought, he figured she would probably cook for Michel.

"I will take your coat and inform the chefs to prepare the kitchen for you." The butler said. He elegantly took Lisa's coat and then guided her to the living room.

"Thank you, Mr. Tang," She said with a bright smile.

Despite the long years that she had known this man, he was forever polite.

It was within his blood to be this regal and elegant. He had always been this way, ever since she was a baby.

"Please, Miss Lisa, there is no need to thank me." Mr. Tang had a very fond expression on his typically stern-face. The maid accompanying him was new to the mansion and was quite surprised to see the typically stony face man have such an adoring expression.

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