Life has its ups and downs and Pamela Irina Ronin, 50, is on her demise. She was fired because of the financial scandal accusation of the Head of Marketing of her former employer, Vortex Electronics and Entertainment Corporation, Regina Mori. Pamela...
Bee fixed a meal on a tray and she’s carrying it while standing outside Pin’s bedroom, just by the door. Pin is still annoyed by Bee’s attitude awhile ago. She just doesn’t get how Bee wasn’t thankful for her for turning her into a new human. A part of her wants to give up but every time she remembers Regina’s face,
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her urge for revenge is getting stronger and she badly needs Bee for that. She was taking off her shoes when she heard Bee’s voice from outside her bedroom.
“Are you sure, you won’t eat?”
She chose not to respond and just went on taking off her shoes. Suddenly the door swung open and she sees Bee getting a tray of meal from the floor.
“I said I am full,” Pin rolled her eyes and sighed.
“But you haven’t eaten since lunch.”
“Why do you care? Huh?”
“I just, I just know how it feels to have not eaten even a single meal. I mean, that’s my unfortunate life. You’re lucky enough to have all of these so you must be thankful.”
“Ha? Thankful? Who’s not thankful between us?”
Bee felt guilty. She knows Pin is annoyed. She took a deep breath. “Okay, I am sorry. I was just shocked. I told you that I don’t like to be touched so…”
“It’s my fault? Huh? Is that what you are trying to say?”
“No… That’s not what I mean. I am just not used to it and I want to understand you. Why did I have to have that makeover?”
“I am just readying you.”
“Readying for what?” Bee asked with her creased forehead.
“Bring that on the dining table,” Pin referring to the tray of meal.
“And then?”
“You said, you want to understand me so let’s have a talk.”
“Okay,” Bee nodded and rushed to the dining area.
Pin changed her shoes into a pair of furry slippers and wore her robe and after that, she went to the dining area.
“It’s mushroom soup and medium cooked steak,” Bee pointed and Pin just signed her to sit.
Bee sat on the chair across Pin and when she settled on her seat, Pin asked, “Are you feeling guilty?”
Bee swallowed hard and was silenced.
“You will be my apprentice,” Pin said.
They had an eye contact and Bee creased her forehead.
“As you know, I worked there at Vortex. I was the head of Finance and Treasury Department but I was accused of using ‘some’ funds as slush fund.”
