3 Ways

Victoria's Arrogance

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Namjoo stopped by the little corporate law office and stepped in through the nice wooden door with a piece of long glass in the middle. She could still smell the freshness of the furniture inside. A green carpet covered the whole office making it look eccentric and she caught sight of the tall fake bamboo tree before the brown door to the private office opened.

"Hi, there. What can I do for you?" a tall man in a handsome blue suit walked out.

Namjoo caught sight of the empty secretary desk and asked, "Changmin at the police station sent me. He said you need a secretary?"

"Ah...yes, I do, welcome," he greeted and held out his hand, "Lee Jaeho."

Namjoo smiled back and introduced herself before he offered her some coffee. They sat down and talked for a few minutes before she walked back out of the law office with a job in hand. She walked around for a while before she thought about Victoria and how she had been working hard for them as a family. It was at this thought that Namjoo stopped by a corner mart and bought some sandwiches and snacks before arriving at the police department.

"What is this?" Changmin looked up from his desk.

"To thank you for the job," Namjoo replied.

"Ah..." Changmin nodded.

Namjoo was silent for the remaining minute she stood there before telling, "You're probably not a bad guy, but you holding the title of criminal investigator makes us uneasy."

"Well, thanks for your honesty," Changmin croaked unsure if he should be flattered or not.

"You know Victoria doesn't trust just anyone," Namjoo told. "If you want to get close to her; she likes teasing even if she'll act angry, she also likes wine – but I don't think it'll be a good thing to use in this case, and she also likes pretty flowers. My sister might not look it, but she's feminine. Victoria...isn't that hard to understand if you get to know her some."

"And...why are you telling me this?"

"Oh...because it looks like you're interested," Namjoo answered. "I think my sister might be interested too, if you show her you are first."

"Well, thanks for the advice, I'll remember them."

Namjoo glanced at Changmin once more before she finally left the police station. She walked around a little, sat around for a few minutes, and pondered about the weather before she finally got up and took a cab home. Honestly, she already felt tired. She wanted to head home and lay next to Luhan or talk with him, but the thought that he wasn't there made her want to cry and barely sent her through hurls of sobs before the cab stopped.

She started up the stairs to her home blind to the car she knew well and only stopped when she heard someone stand up. A tall shadow immediately loomed over her before she craned her neck back to see Chanyeol standing on their front porch.

During this duration of time he'd been completely dismissed from her mind. Namjoo hadn't thought about him at all. Everything had been Luhan this and that the last few days. Even if she thought it was right to feel guilty, she couldn't feel the emotions pouring through her. Namjoo was immune to everything, but the ache deepening inside her heart for Luhan, who she'd lost and missed for centuries.

"Namjoo," Chanyeol called.

Her eyes darted toward the stairs and she stood there for a long time. She didn't want to talk to him or see him. What was he doing there?

Upon noticing that she wasn't moving Chanyeol came down the steps until he was in front of her, but Namjoo didn't want to look up into his face. So turning away she sat down on one of the lower stairs and felt him sit beside her a second later.