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Chapter 11

After several attempts and snoozed alarms, I finally managed to get off my bed. I grabbed my laptop and read the mail sent by Lisa and Jeanie. They missed my immensely. I could feel their love virtually. While scrolling down my eyes caught attention of a BigHit mail.

Must be a rejection letter.

"Dear Miss Roseanne,

Congratulation on....."

Without completing the letter, I ran throughout the house yelling "I GOT THE JOB!!!"

"You got it?!" My dad cheered with me.

"I knew you'd get it" my mom said proudly "by the look of you face when you returned from the interview, I knew it went well"

That was not the reason.

Kim Taehyung was the reason Eomma.

Now that I got the job, I'll get to meet him more often.

I squealed internally in excitement.

"We should celebrate" my dad said "Let's go for dinner tonight"

"Appa, it's not a big deal"

"Of course it is" he retorted "My daughter got this job without any help. You don't get it as the CEO of Rose cosmetics. You got it as Park Chaeyong. Yourself."

"That's true" my mom agreed "Let's go out and have a feast"

"Okay if you guys say so" I hugged them.

"When do you have to go to work anyway?"

"Umm. I don't know. I haven't read the entire mail" I admitted.

I ran back to my bedroom to read the entire mail.

"Same rules. Same condition. I will have to report at 10 am sharp tomorrow"

"I might meet Kim Taehyung tomorrow. I have nothing to wear. I should go for shopping" I spoke to myself.

My mother accompanied to the mall. We bought several clothes for tomorrow. My mother chose most of my outfits because I was more inclined towards shorts, ripped jeans, tank tops, netted socks etc. Eventually, we ended up purchasing formal clothes which I despise the most.

My parents wanted to take me out for dinner at a posh restaurant at Gangnam. Even though it wasn't necessary, they insisted on taking me. I wore on a basic white tee with jeans and white sneakers.

"Let's go" I walked into the living room.

My parents were in there finest clothes.

"Go back" my mom pushed me back.

"Why are you dressed up? It's just dinner" I argued

"Not just any dinner. It's your first dinner with us after returning from Australia" My mom said.

"I don't have anything to wear" I lied.

"We just went for shopping today" she replied.

"But still..." I whined.