We don't like Us

Hana

The airplane doors of the A380 rose. Lalisa felt the cold, silky breeze of winter brushing her soft skin. Landing here in Icheon seems so nostalgic, as to how she departed for her studies. 

Many years in France made her miss Korea. Lalisa thought of the previous life she had before departing overseas. Her smile widened thinking of her old cute and geeky style before. Who could fault her though? She is now a stranger to her previous self. An elegantly chic high-end woman, all proud in Chanel. Life in Paris changed her a lot, especially through the fashion world.

Her long striking brown Hermes boots complimented her romantic-vintage airport look. Eyes landed on her as she walked through the hall, carrying her luggage.

"Madame, can I see your pass?" a flight administrator held out a scanning device. 

Lalisa smiled sweetly, handing her a silver-colored card. The strangers around her watched in awe. The woman in brown was handing over a Platinum Card, something that cost millions, maybe billions. The money for that one card ought to triple the number of their monthly wages!

"Thank you for choosing Francis Airways," the woman bowed handing her back her precious platinum card. Lisa saw the respect she had when handing her back the card.

Before she could answer anything, paparazzi surrounded her, flashes of cameras highlighted her chiseled complexion. Lalisa faced down, struggling to walk through the heavy crowd, even under the protection of her seven bodyguards.

"Ms. Ann Lalisa, Where have you been through these years?"

"Is it true that you ran away from the palace?"

Questions bombed at her non-stop. Some valid, some are just ridiculed. She sighed. What to do, it's her fault mostly for disappearing without the public's notice.

"Young Mistress, Young Master's Buggati will be taking you to the Jeon Palace where Grand Master awaits you, somewhat around tea the young master will arrive." the voice of her manager, Bae Irene snapped the young girl from her daydream.  

Lalisa rolled her eyes at the mentioning of that man. Well, he wouldn't want a second missed to be scolding and pestering her with those 'Annoying female figure' and 'Impresentable woman', would he? 

"Irene, what is his schedule for today?" Lisa's hand clicked the seatbelt of the young CEO-to-be's expensive Buggati.

Irene stared at the young mistress at the sudden question. It wasn't like her to question much about the Young Master. Oh, who was she kidding? It wasn't like her at all to be dressed up in such a high-end fashionable outfit. To be honest, Bae didn't even recognize her boss when she came out of the plane.

Yes, somehow 5 years living in France made Ann Lalisa transform into a new figure,

"He is in a meeting with the Cha Fabrics (cHc) currently and will finish at two. His schedule continues with a press conference alongside Golden Screen Entertainment which is estimated to end by four. If things go as planned, the young master will be home by half-past four." Bae Irene answered her with a simple and straight answer, just how her boss likes it.