After I done washing the plates. I am dancing to my room with my earphones in my ears. While dancing I brought out my safe and slipped 5,659 wons in it, the remaining to my pocket. Now am heading to work. It's my night duty.
"Am out dad! be back in the morning!" I never listened to his reply and jammed the door.
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Viva POV💃💃🎤🎶🎶
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"Stop! Stop! it's okay! I've heard enough!!" Zane shouted and I dropped the headphone on my head.
"What?"
I knew the answer already. It's my voice, so annoying and irritating...
"Were you really singing??"
He teased cos that's not a question
"Yes I was! But I just..."
"Yeah I got it! it's okay!" Zane interrupted. It was really embarrassing in front of everyone here.
"Out!!Everyone!!" Zane ordered and everyone in the studio rushed out.
I dropped the headphone on the table and catwalk to him.
"Viva... do you really want to know??" He asked with his left fingers on his lips.
"Don't ask!" I said
"You're croak!" He bursted and I made a stern look.
"Yeah I know... I know.... Am croak but you have to help me Zane! I will give anything... Trillions or Billions.. Just tell whatever you want I will...."
"I don't need your money Viv!" He interrupted again.
"Then please... This particular song should be my number one track in my second album please Zane don't you get it..." I begged with a sober face.
Zane smiled.
"Then let's get to business... I can only help you on one condition"
"What?? Am willing to do it!'' I said desperately
"Your Dad!" He said slowly.
"What the fuck are you saying??!!" I yelled, almost raising my hands.
"Don't raise your voice baby girl..."
"You need my help remember??"
"Fine! Studio works is helping your voice but come to think of it, seventy percentage of pop followers in Korea don't like your songs and it's all because of your live shows.
Take a good look at your rival Nana, she is topping and booming every day, She is number 6 on top list and you're still striving for 8" He spoke calmly and that's one of the reasons why I like him.
He's a easy talking type.
"Yeah! Fine! that's true.. But you need to get me Zane..... I wanna your best product, the number popstar in South Korea.. Please I can't accept that condition please.." I begged with a very low voice.
"You're sure??" He asked and I nodded, moving the chair close to him.
"First you need a partner" He said softly and I raised a brow.
"Yeah!" He added rubbing his lap.
"But how? I can't work with anyone, am different from all those girls you have, no one suits me here!" I remarked standing up and throwing my hands in the air at the same time.
"And that's the problem with you!" He said and I calmed again.
"When you get a partner, you guys work together and boom! You understand don't you?"
I nodded and try not to smile but deep inside of me am damned happy.
"But still on my condition" He said before standing up.
"No Zane! Not my father, we both know he will never give in please..."
"He will... cause you are his daughter, I don't know how you gonna do that but you gat to" He said I smiled briskly. That smile is killing me slowly. He stood up and stand well in front of me.
"Zane....!!" I said lowly.
"Trust you babe, of course you will do anything for it" He smiled and rubbed my cheek before he finally winked at me.
"I have to go" He said and left. I collapsed on the chair and everyone rushed in, including my personal assistant.
"We should proceed ma'am" Said the Music Producer.
" Go to hell!!"I shouted and walked out of the office.