trouvaille // jenlisa

six

/LISA/

I sat down, my eyes wandering around the massive meeting room. Men in suits were gathered around a circular table, I learned that they were all my father's men.

My father, Marco Manoban, had asked- commanded me to accompany him to this meeting. I obeyed, considering this was one of the meetings I would have to direct one day.

"So, let's start from the scratch," Marco coughed to gather their attention, which was already focused towards him.

We began to talk about one of our mines in the United States, more precisely in Seattle. Marco had built the mine two years ago, and the mine was surprisingly advantageous. About 30% of our incoming this year was neatly earned from it. Nonetheless, Marco was glad. He appreciated the team, we all erupted into seconds of applause.

"I've been thinking into expanding the mine a little further to the north," Marco spoke up once the applause subsided.

He continued explaining his plans, and I examined the men's reactions to every sentence that walked out his mouth. They were older than me, that's one fact. Various ages, starting from the early 40s to late 50s.

I figured they were all the leads of every branch of the Manoban Corps all around the world. From Rusia, Japan, Indonesia, Pakistan, Canada, France, United States, Spain, and the center of Manoban Corps: South Korea.

One day, I'd be the one sitting on the tallest chair, the President, in this room; which now was seated by Marco. One day, I'd be ruling all the branch of Manoban Corps from the nine countries. One day, when I'm ready and worth the responsibility.

The meeting ended after two hours. I must admit, it was boring and tiring. If I wasn't thinking about the chairman position, I would most likely to excuse myself from the meeting in the first thirty minutes.

I checked my watch; 9 pm.

Marco still had about two more meetings, then he had to fly to the United States to take care of the construction himself. I always admired him whenever it comes to his dedication towards the company, and I hope I'd be just like him, if not more.

"I'll head home first," I announced quietly to him.

Marco smiled at me, a tired smile which didn't reach his eyes, and then patted my shoulder firmly. "Take care," he whispered, pulling me into a brief hug.

"You too," I uttered before exiting the room.

I immediately took off my black suit and rolled up the sleeves of my white shirt when I entered my car.

I was about to step on the gas pedal when I feel my phone vibrated.

"Hey," I answered right away after reading the caller ID.

"Hey, Jace and I are going out. Join us?" Chaeyoung asked with her usual sweet voice.

"Right, send me the location," I answered and hung up right after.

I drove to the restaurant that was approximately 20 minutes away from my previous position.

Pulling up in front of the restaurant, I noticed that the street was kind of familiar. I decided to put my suit back on before stepping out of the car.

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/THIRD PERSON POV/

The two siblings waited impatiently for the one of three to join them. Jace kept on checking on his watch, what the hell was taking Lisa so long?

Chaeyoung's eyes light up when she noticed the familiar blonde walking through the entrance door. Lisa was wearing a white shirt with the top button unbuttoned, black suit, black trousers, and black heels.