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Chapter Three

MYOUI SHARON MINA'S POV

I couldn't believe that man! I hate a lot of things including touching women inappropriately. There was a reason to why I hate it but I would rather not say it.

If Miss Son did not interfere I would have killed that person right on the spot.

I swear, I could grip his wrist until I break his bones. Touching my arse fueled my anger which is not a good thing.

I park up my car on my house, which also has been my bestfriends' house for the past few years, slamming the door once I pull out the key from the ignition.

I quickly pulled my remote, pressing a button to close the gate, turning around to enter my humble abode, seeing everyone seated on the sofa, watching a movie.

"What are you watching guys?" I ask them as I place my coat on the rack after I had locked the door, removing my heels, I'm not one who usually wear these bitches but I have a job now.

Part-time job anyway.

"The Notebook," I grimaced when I heard Nayeon talk, I'm not one with romantic gestures and cringe-y pick-up lines as I did not grew up in a household full of love.

I, myself did not feel what people call love, not until I met these awesome bestfriends of mine, of course.

However, I did grew up on a cozy two-story house, painted light pink, with a swimming pool on the backyard and a huge space on the front where I used to play with my butterfly kite when it is windy, but it's a humble abode I would never wish to go back to.

That single house would wake thousands of nightmares and memories, opens a lot of battle scars, lastly, hunts me till I die because of lack of sleep it and these could be my downfall.

A single damn memory of whom I was supposed to treat as a father-figure will literally break my tough façade.

Anyway, I walk to the kitchen, grabbing myself a glass of water but not before placing raw corn in the popcorn machine, I don't want to watch the movie but I couldn't reject popcorn, how could I miss such opportunity?

I walk back towards the living room, seeing everyone stopped watching, the television turned off as they all looked at me, giving me that look.

I smirk, bringing my bowl of popcorn, "Conference room, now" I said, watching them stand up, smiling at me, some winking as they all walk towards the room's way.

We had made a conference room near my room, the ones who can only access it are Wendy, Yeri and I.

That's where we usually plan things.

I walk to my seat, the one at the farthest back, wiggling my arse to get myself a comfortable position. I realized I haven't take a shower and I am still wearing my office clothes.

I watch as everyone takes a seat on their usual positions, looking at the front as we watch Wendy and Yeri do their thing.

"Oh and Nayeon?" I call the eldest, earning her attention.

"Your new laptop is in my car, here ya go!" I tossed my car keys towards her direction, smirking at her when she catches it. Hopefully, that laptop would survive a hundred years.

"Okay everyone, Yeri and I gathered two new persons to watch out for, this is target number one," I looked at the files in my hand, looking up to look at the picture of a woman with blonde locks, wearing glasses, lips tainted red, giving the camera a creepy smile.

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