Se-Young just took a deep breath like before and nodded her head, "Yes, sirrr." she said pressing the r and clenching her jaws, giving a visible fake, tight-lipped smile to Dong-Hoon.
"You do understand that the presentation of the food is not the only thing, you need a good taste to make it edible. Correct me if I am wrong Ms. Pâtissier." Dong-Hoon was smirking and she just wanted to pull his hair out of his scalp. While others were frowning as the piece of triple chocolate mousse cake placed in front of them was the definition of her perfect not only in presentation but also in taste.
'This Jerk, ughhh control yourself, take a deep breath, take a deep breath.' Se-Young kept reminding herself to keep her calm. "Mr. Shim, Pardon us as we ought to make what the majority likes." she bowed to him, being sarcastic.
"Excuse me, that cake of yours is clearly not edible for anybody." Dong-Hoon said stretching his hand backward, pointing his index finger in the direction of the table.
"I really respect everyone's opinion and will respect yours as well, as everybody likes it except you. You can tell me what type of dessert you like and I will get it prepared for you in no time, SIR." she pumped the words "sir", enjoying her own sarcastic remarks and feeling satisfied.
Dong-Hoon turned his head to everyone, some of them did not care about what he said and were already at the last bite of it, while some of them were just looking at him bewildered as to why he would do such a stupid thing.
He just rolled his eyes in annoyance. "You can leave now, maybe then this dessert might taste nice then." he sat down after clearly telling her that her presence stings him while Eun-Woo was giving him a judgmental look. Eun-Woo knew that his friend had some personal grudge against this woman or else he would not be acting up like that.
Se-Young just sighed, suppressing her emotions getting out of the dining area as soon as possible, followed by her panicked juniors.
"That was so not you Dong-Hoon." Eun-Woo said showing the empty plate of dessert to Dong-Hoon.
"Shut up." Dong-Hoon said and Eun-Woo laughed showing his gums.
"You're still like that, can't bear someone more good-looking than you in the room, huh." Eun-Woo mocked, indicating the Pâtissier was a beautiful lady.
"Get your eyes checked, she was not even this bit near to someone that can be compared with my looks." Dong-Hoon said getting his index finger and thumb of the left hand together leaving no gap between them.
Eun-Woo just smiled and shook his head while snickering at his friend’s behavior.
...
Se-Young was now running towards the kitchen, to get her inhaler before the asthma attack strikes her again. Busting the doors of the kitchen she rushed to her purse where she had put her inhaler, she was breathing heavily right now because of the rush of anger in her body.
After her mother’s death, controlling her emotions was something she had completely forgotten of.
Yoon-Hwa saw her from the other corner of the big kitchen and ran to her. Se-Young picked her purse trying to unzip it but she was too panicked and ended up dropping it. Yoon-Hwa took the purse from the floor hurriedly taking the inhaler out and handing it to her after removing its cap.
Se-Young took the inhaler between her teeth, pressing the canister and inhaled with her mouth as her respiratory muscles calmed down making her breath somewhat normal again.
Yoon-Hwa was tracing her hand on Se-Young's back to calm her nerves down. Se-Young took some deep breaths lifting her chin in an upwards direction. "Are you fine now?" Yoon-Hwa asked still tracing her hand on her friend's back.
Se-Young just gave two small nods. "What triggered you this time?" Se-Young wanted to leash out whatever came into her mind but she held herself back thinking about Jung-Nan.
"You know those rich brats. He was messing with me saying the cake was not good enough to eat." she exhaled a deep breath.
"Are you sure he said that, your desserts are the best thing, man." she placed her hands on her hips, pressing her lips firmly together.
"or he was trying to get your attention." she squinted her eyes tilting her head.
"Why would he try to get my attention idiot." Se-Young said shaking her head.
"Dude, have you looked in the mirror, which guy would not want you. You have been getting many letters and proposals since I know you, it is just you who does not care about man." Yoon-Hwa rolled her eyes, acting like a mother worried for her daughter’s dating life.
"Shut up." Se-Young turned away, to go to her area of the kitchen but she saw all the newbies and junior chefs were looking at her worriedly. She just awkwardly laughed, "Aa-ha-ha-ha, please don't mind me. I am fine now. Continue doing your work." Se-Young shooed everyone's attention from her.
...
"You are outside... great... Yeah, come in." Tae-Hoon cut the call and anticipated the arrival of his friend. He was sure that he could escape easily.
...
A man dressed in all black, wearing a black bucket cap, his eyes hidden with the cap, entered the Shim Mansion and now was standing outside Tae-Hoon's room.
"Who are you?" The guard asked cautiously.
"I am Tae-Hoon's friend, got to give some company to the lonely soul." he said giving them his charming smile.
Both the guards looked at each other. "Let me confirm." the other one said knocking on the door. The man wearing all black rolled his eyes.
"Sir, are you expecting any friend?" that guard asked.
"Yes, let him in." Tae-Hoon's voice was loud enough for all three of them to hear.
The guy smirked and entered the room.