"Let me try on that other wig! Bring it here faster!" The uptight, arrogant miss of the Yi family ordered her maids around in her flamboyant room at the Yi mansion.
"Yes miss, here. Let me put it on for you" one of the maids said, obediently.
The miss hadn't stepped out of the mansion for a few days since she had her hair chopped off in the most unruly fashion.
There was hardly anything left on her scalp worth looking at.
The maids had heard through the other servants that a bold young lady had set this spoilt, brainless miss Yi straight when she tried to bully the designer at the mall.
They wondered which incredible person it was to have taught this crazy, selfish girl a good lesson.
Yet, it seemed like Miss Yi, still hadn't improved herself. She had just become more vindictive and angry!
Madam Yi had also had a great fit when she saw the state of her daughter.
But the Madam was more concerned about the embarrassment and their reputations rather than the actual state of her daughter's head.
The young master, only son of Madam Yi and the late old Master Yi, the heir to Yinan Industries had also returned from his business trip a few days ago, the night after the masked ball had ended.
He was a kind man, and a worthy heir, compared to the scheming daughter and calculative mother.
Madam Yi had summoned him to look for the person who got away with insulting his sister. He was supposed to personally look after Sara for a few days.
Young master Yi was in a terrible mood after he learned the trouble his sister had caused at the masked ball. That too, with Shen Moshi and his new wife.
They were Yinan's biggest collaborators and had worked together succesfully in the past on many business deals and projects, raking in billions togethers.
After he returned from his business trip, he had found Yinan in a huge mess the size of the African continent.
A massive investment by Moshi Corporation, worth well over 30 billion dollars, had been pulled. And now they had lost most of their funding for the apartment project and were facing major losses.
He and grown up with Shen Moshi and they shared a good relationship, but Shen was the biggest wolf in town because he kept his personal feelings out of business negotiations.
He wouldn't accept young master Yi's apology so easily and inject the funds back in the project. He knew he would have to work hard to gain Shen's trust back.
Furthermore, he wondered who this new wife was, that caused Shen to act so inpulsively, including breaching their contract.
Young master Yi burst into his pesky sister's room, annoyed beyond belief. She had already kept him waiting an hour, when he could have been working to salvage their losses.
"Come on, you brat! Be quick. I don't have all day to escort you at your university!"
Sara Yi was a recent graduate of Capital City University and was ready to make an explosive entrance at the fair.
But this incident with that woman at June's store, where she was shopping for a dress, destroyed any hope of being the center of attention. Her hair was a mess, even with the professional wigs.
With tears in her eyes, she turned to her unreasonable brother.
"IF YOU HAD BEEN THERE TO SUPPORT ME AT THE BALL OR AT THE STORE, I WOULDN'T BE IN THIS POSITION." Sara screamed at him like the spoilt brat she was.
He and his father had always indulged the little girl. Madam Yi cared more about appearances, and let them continue to spoil her.
And now she was a total menace.
He wished to be far away from his life and responsibilities as the Yi heir and his crazy family.
He wanted to be around the girl who made him feel like home.
The girl he had taken out on a date the other day, she was like a breath of fresh air. Different from the filth he kept breathing in at home.
He looked at his sister with disdain in his eyes.
"Don't blame me for your inability to behave yourself."
His tone was cold.
"Big brother, you never treated me like this before. Honestly, you should pay more attention to running the business than spending your time at that filthy hospital."
Young master Yi's eyes flashed with anger. This girl had gone too far.
Here she was, spending the money his father had worked so hard to earn, without having moved a limb of her own. Here she was, slinging mud at his work to help others.
He'd wanted to be a doctor, but he was forced to cut his studies at medical school short to help take over and run Yinan after his father died.
And this insolent girl was running her mouth, without ever having assumed an iota of responsibility.
But he didn't want to get into a big argument right now.
"Just get ready. We will leave in 5 minutes. Otherwise, you're not leaving the house."
His word was final.
Sara scrunched up her face in disgust and got ready to protest.
But her brother had already stormed out. He wasn't taking anymore of her shit today.
Sara chose a chestnut brown wig with soft curls at the end and bangs in the front. She chose to wear and wide brimmed hat over it...just in case.
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— at Capital City University —
An elegant limousine pulled up to the big iron gates at the main entrance.
The crowd parted naturally to make way for whoever the royalty inside the Limo was.
The Lims' aura could be sensed by everyone before they even stepped out.
As a beautiful man with long hair elegantly stepped out, he turned to lend a hand to the gorgeous woman he was escorting.
People gasped and watched in awe as they saw the refined and godly siblings walk by with an air of unearthliness surrounding them.
"Who are they? Who could make such an entrance?" One passerby questioned her neighbour.
"Don't you know, the most notable alumni of the university are set to make an appearance today! They must be part of that group!" Was the response the passerby received.
"I'm not sure who the man is, but that woman is one of the top socialites from a very influential family!" Someone else added.
The passerby who first commented laughed lightheartedly as she joked, "It's as if they're the heirs of the mythical Lim clan!"
As as soon as those words left her mouth, the young man walking by's eyes shot a piercing, withering look in her direction, without even turning his head.
She stood there frozen as the millisecond passed. His gaze left her face so quickly, she could have mistaken the fact that he even graced her peasant face with those magical eyes.
As the two two walked inside, the curious stares never left their backs.