Chapter 32 - Wearing Uniforms (1/2)

Oh. My. God.

Yanee Lee had been standing in front of the mirror for a while now, studying herself. She was wearing the black and sapphire ċȯċktail dress they had bought in the afternoon in Itaewon. She paired it with thin-strapped silver stilettos that matched the small silver purse she held in her hands. She didn't have many accessories aside from the crystal-studded hairclip she had put on to secure her hair in a chignon, her usual thin, white-gold necklace with a small round diamond for a pendant, and the silver ring she wore of her left index finger.

For tonight's occasion, she chose to put on an indoor makeup style that made her already deep set of eyes deeper, the lighter brown color of her eyes popping out more with the smoky hues, partnered with nude lips. All in all, she looked more than alright. In fact, if someone was there with her right now, it could even be said that she's stunning.

But Yanee didn't think so.

Oh. My. God.

She didn't understand but she was starting to be a huge emotional wreck. Why? It's because she just realized where she'd be going and who she'd be seeing.

All the people on her list!

Yanee froze remembering the words ”owner”, ”chairman”, ”president”, and ”CEO” from her file and her legs started to feel like jelly.

Intimidating. The event was totally intimidating.

It was one thing to meet them separately during her interviews with them, but to suddenly meet all of those people in one place, she felt she needed a new stomach and heart. She didn't feel so brave at the moment. Aside from Yunjae and Jinho Kang, the rest of the people on the list were strangers to her.

”Can I just pretend that my period came and is cramping like crazy?” she asked her own reflection but she flinched almost immediately at the idea.

Even if she's so intimidated, she didn't want to do something so unprofessional. Besides, her boss would be there as well.

Speaking of which…

Yanee looked up at the wall clock at the far end of the room. The potato said he'd pick her up at six in the evening, and it's already the time and he's still not there. However, as soon as she thought about him, the bell to her room rang, and the light in her eyes died.

It's time!

Like a condemned person, she trudged towards the door and opened it. ”Boss,” she called out as soon as she yanked open the door but stopped in her tracks.

Actually, her boss looked stunned as well as they each stared at one another.

Tohru James looked like a model that stepped directly out of a magazine. It was a good thing she was sane enough not to drool there and then as she snapped herself out of her surprise.

This handsome potato…

She waited for her boss to say or move but he didn't. That's the time she noticed that he had been equally stunned upon seeing her and she felt depressed.

”I know, I look like a mess,” she admitted bitterly.

She was aware that a person's appearance was fifty percent confidence. If one felt like shit then he'd look like shit.