Krystal struggled to balance the pile, mountain of files in her hands and knock the door. After knocking once she pushed it open and entered.

She walked slowly to Jonathan's desk and placed the files on it with a loud thud. Turning around she yelped. Covering her gasp with her hand she stared at her boss. "Wow you look like crap." She said.

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He gave her a lopsided grin. "Don't you know it's basic etiquette to compliment your boss regardless of the situation?" He said curtly.

"Okay, you're appearance shows how much your working, good job boss!" She said with sacarstic enthusiasm.

"Haha very fun- is that for me?" Jonathan pointed to the pile of files on his desk. "Wait, this is the 21st century aren't this things supposed to be computalized?" He frowned.

"Oh yes that reminds me, Vincent asked me to inform you to make sure you check your email before the end of the day." She informed him.

"I don't understand? Is this some form of punishment? I don't remember doing anything to annoy Jason, or wait... do you think he found out?" Jonathan asked Krystal with a tired expression.

"About that? No, no way we were very careful. Besides your basically the CEO now, Vincent said Matt told him that this work load is pretty normal for Jason." She said.

"Well it should keep being normal, why is he giving me all his work all of a sudden? Aissh! I'm about to go crazy, I haven't slept I three days." He groaned.

"Well it seems the news I'm about to tell you wouldn't be any consolation either." Krystal bit her lips.

"What? Did something happen?"

"Yeah, your brother's ball, party whatever is now in his manor, he changed the venue." Krystal informed Jonathan.

"What?! He can't do that!" Jonathan exclaimed.

"Well he already has."

"But that's going to ruin everything, are you sure he doesn't know? Because what other explanation is there for the sudden change?" Jonathan asked.

"I was suspicious as well, but if he did do you think he wouldn't have confronted you about it? I mean Chairman Kang is pretty impulsive and incredibly arrogant. I don't think he can know sch a thing and not come to confront you about it." Krystal shrugged.

"Well at this point there's nothing more we can really do than restrategize." He said. "Inform the other parties."

"Sure thing" she nodded walking past him to leave the room. "Oh and boss? Get some sleep, I'll see you tomorrow." She bowed.

"Wait, tomorrow? You're leaving me here?" Jonathan asked.

"Well yeah, I mean work hours were finished about an hour ago, I have to go home." She said bluntly.

"No, it's not going to be possible you have to stay." He said.

"I actually don't, it's against labour laws. So follow my lead and go home and sleep. Don't let you brother bully you too much." She advised him. "Good night."

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Lenora brows rose up, "ah... so I'm a reporter does that change anything?" She asked.

"It depends, I'm not a very forgiving or trusting person. I still haven't figured out where to place you, do I hate you? Or do I like you?" Patricia said with an intense glare.

"That's all up to you, but I believe we certainly have a connection." Lenora said, completely unfazed by her stare.

"I'm not gay." Patricia leaned backwards with a pout.

Lenora laughed. "That's not what I mean, you remind me of myself. We are both sociopaths, with a tint of crazy. I mean apart from our differences in wine, we have similar likes and similar dislikes." She said.

"What makes you say that? We barely know each other" Patricia narrowed her eyes at her.

"Black or white?" Lenora asked.

"Neither, they are too boring I prefer red."

"Same here, but I'm more of a purple girl."

"Alright, my turn. Your favourite flowers?" Patricia asked.

"Here you go ladies." The waiter said with a smile as he placed the bucket besides them, and poured the wine into their glasses.

Lenora took a sip before she answered. "I don't have any, I believe flowers are pointless gifts. I mean why would I accept something I have to keep alive? It doesn't make sense to nurture something that does benefit me." She stated bluntly. "But if I should choose, I'd say roses whose thorns haven't been plucked, at least those do something amusing." She smiled.

"Hurt people." Patricia finished.

"Exactly."

"Alright last question, would you rather a handsome or rich guy. He can't be both." Patricia asked.

"That doesn't seem fair, you have both." Lenora said with a small pout.

"I guess I'm one of the few lucky girls. So?"

"Um neither, I don't care much for looks, I mean again it doesn't benefit me directly. And he doesn't need to have money, I already have that. I like a man that's exquisite in bed." She laughed seductively.

Patricia chuckled. "I don't completely agree with you, looks matter a lot to me. I mean I can't be with a man that doesn't match up to me. But u do agree with the money and the sex. While sex is important, imagine your meeting him for the first time."

"Hmm... I guess someone that pulls a reaction from me, a man that makes me tick. Who is not intimidated by me or my money, while I love being in control I don't mind someone taking the lead from time to time." She said, picturing Jamie as she spoke. Shaking her head she pushed away the thoughts, not now.

Patricia nodded. Why was she thinking of Jason right now? Why was she smiling? She cleared her throat and pushed him out of her head.

"Well Lenora, I guess you were right. You pass, friends?"

"Wait a minute, you haven't passed mine." Lenora said pointedly. Patricia's brow rose, Lenora serious expression broke into a teasing grin.

"Do you love this wine or what?" She groaned.

Patricia laughed and they clinked their glasses, the beginning of a frightening alliance. Two people that should never have met.

Preview 132: Boss' lady.

"Because you are my boss' lady."

"Hey! I told you guys to stop calling me that!" She whined. "Jason and I don't have that kind of relationship."

"Sure, you don't." He stated sacarstically.

"Hey, I'm serious!" She huffed.

"Sure, you are" he responded.

"I teach you a lesson" she threatened.