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Rose considered herself to be a perfect daughter, she was intelligent, well mannered, resourceful and had an excellent way with words. She was good at buttering people up for her father and mother, and the skill had only improved with age. She was one day going to lead her father's company and he has already made it clear he already knows she would be amazing, he trusted her and her judgement, that's why he had entrusted her with this today.
Kim Jisoo.
Kim Jisoo was the eldest daughter of the Kim family, she was well liked by many important investors, she was daring, driven, stubborn and persistent, Rose respects those aspects of her, they are good traits for someone in her position to have, but she has a fatal flaw.
She is too honest, too blunt and too moral.
While many investors love her brash style, an equal amount hate her for it, just interacting with her will make a good portion of investors back off. Rose couldn't understand why her father had insisted he made a deal with the petulant woman.
She was drinking a hot chocolate, one Rose had brought of her black credit card -courtesty of mother- while Rose had brought herself a milk tea, it only being ten after all, she didn't want to be full before lunch.
"Mmm, Rosie," Rose felt her nose twitch, lifting her cup to cover up the involuntary reaction to the cutesy nickname, "you want me to convince my father to include you in our newest launch, is that correct?"
Another thing Rose hated about this woman was how she demolishs her carefully made speeches and finds the core of her words. It's infuriating, like she doesn't even hear the rest, just latching onto what Rose doesn't want her to acknowledge. Rose places her sweetest smile on.
"Ah, yes, would you do that Jisoo unnie, I've always heard how kind and willing to help you are," Rose sips her tea lightly, her eyes crinkled in faux happiness.
"Mm, Rosie, aren't you laying it on a bit thick?" Jisoo raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow at Rose as she took a slurp from her cup of hot chocolate. "Anyways, wouldn't Jennie make a better target, she's easily convinced"
Rose agreed, she had met Jennie several times, as the younger of the pair she was much more naive and innocent than her elder sister, convincing her would have been easy. Rose might have even found a friend in the sweet girl. However, her father had been strictly clear she had to convince Jisoo, as the eldest and more critical sister, the Kim father had unshakable trust in Jisoo's opinions on people and would agree to pretty much any request from her.
"Anyways, there is little your fathers business could offer us in the first place, you aren't exactly rolling in money" Jisoo tsked, finishing her drink.
"Excuse me?" Rose asked, her voice hardened at the older girls dismissal, the other glancing towards her.
"Well, you're not that big, are you?" Jisoo pouted, sarcastically mimicking innocence.
Rose felt her face light up.
"Didn't your father loose a great deal of money recently because of a failed investment, perhaps you are trying to hide your own insecurities of being the poorest in the room" Rose fired back, a fire burning in her stomach.
The other girl gasped, anger burning her pretty face red.
"You couldn't afford a pitiful Chanel dress if I asked you to buy it!" Jisoo hissed, standing up, leaning over the table to intimidate Rose.
Rose stood too, towering over the shorter girl.
"I could buy you the most expensive Oscar De La Renta outfit in their store right now," she whipped out her black card as she smirked, "you couldn't say the same though, could you?"
"Screw you," Jisoo growled, her face dark, "let's go, I'll buy your pitiful ass the most expensive Patek Phillippe available, it'll probably be the most expensive thing you've ever had on, hmm?" She leaned further over the table, glaring up at Rose.
"Bet." Rose snarled.
"Fuck you, bet." Jisoo responded, grabbing her Louis Vuitton clutch.
It was just how you imagine all love stories to start.