After a few hours of doing nothing but wasting her time away, Rosè Yang thought about what to do. Her schedule was practically free and she had nothing else planned for the night. Her Lisa was out of town, and she earned enough without having to do so much work now.
Suddenly, she thought back to the wine she had drunk the night before and decided to tell her grandfather before one of the people assigned to monitor her snitches on her.
She also knew that the matter of her spending the night with Park Jimin for two consecutive nights would quickly reach her grandfather's ears.
Picking up the phone, she called him and he answered on the second ring, which nearly made her chuckle.
"That was quick, grandfather." She mused, referring to how fast he picked up the phone.
"I just happened to be on my phone the same time you called me." He nonchalantly said, completely ignoring her teasing tone.
Li Xuan who was also in the car raised a brow at his boss's words. On the phone? Yeah, right.
Yang Marco was busy looking at his contracts to even think about lifting his phone. The only reason why he picked up at lightning speed was that he specifically programmed a different ring tone for Rosè Yang.
She laughed at his words, a fond smile on her face. "Well, I hope I wasn't disturbing you?"
Yang Marco tiredly said, "I was looking at a few contracts, so yes, you did disturb me."
If it had been anyone else who wasn't used to his cold shoulder, like his other grandkids, they would've felt insulted or hurt by his blatant words. But Rosè Yang who was used to his prickling tone shrugged it off and didn't feel offended by it.
"I won't keep you for long, grandfather, don't worry. I just wanted to tell you something." She replied, nervously chewing on her bottom lip. She was anxious about his reaction to finding out she had given in to her desires and relapsed after being sober for a while.
After two years of intensive therapy, she can now admit that she had been dependent on alcohol and antidepressants at a very young age. She mimicked her mother's unpleasant behaviors, started drinking and taking pills as young as sixteen.
The pressure had taken a toll on her and she had found that drinking herself to oblivion numbed all her unpleasant feelings. Furthermore, her drunken state also places her in a vulnerable position that her enemies can take advantage of.
When she was drunk, she would ramble and reveal too much about herself which placed her in a bad predicament. For these very reason, Yang Marco specifically advised her to not drink for her health and also for her protection.
"Hm, what is it?" He asked her, placing his pen down to focus solely on her.
His granddaughter would often see him in person if she had something to say. However, since she had decided to tell him over the phone, he knew this was something big.
If it was a small matter, she would have no problem talking to him in person. But if it was something bad, he knew she would rather not see the disappointment in his face when he finds out.
"I-I drank wine." She spoke like a sullen child who was caught red-handed stealing from the cookie jar. Her voice grew tiny and was laced with guilt for breaking a promise.
Yang Marco paused whatever he was doing and thought about his next approach.
On one hand, he was angered that she had broken her promise. But on the other, he was glad she told him personally — even if she knew that someone would eventually send a report.
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