Jisonia tapped her fingers on the desk as she curiously glanced at the man seated next to her in the meeting room.
"Go on, please! No need to bother" Rubben said nonchalantly, picked up his cup of tea and took a sip.
"Please go on, Madam Jasmi" Jisonia said looking ahead.
"We should start preparing the exhibit, The space." Jasmi continued. "Do you think we'll have enough time to promote the exhibit?" Jisonia inquired.
"The space!" What is that?" Rubben cut in, lolling the chair. "Why? Can a man ask a question here?" He asked rhetorically when Jasmi gave him an annoying look.
"Please continued" Jisonia said not wanting to argue with Rubben even though she felt uncomfortable.
"We're going to launch an art camp for kids from Hope orphanage along with the exhibit, the Space."
"Okay, we'll invite a famous chef and we'll cook from the original recipes of Da Vinci." Kenny followed up.
"Da Vinci! I know that" Rubben excitedly chirped. Jisonia snapped her head at him, her brows furrowed and her eyes narrowed at him.
"Why? You told me about that. That guy originally wanted to become a resturant owner. Am I wrong?" Rubben excited smiled slowly faded away when he locked his eyes with the displeased eyes of Jisonia.
"Yes, You are right" Kenny thumbs up with a smile.
Jisonia took a long deep breath claming herself. "Okay, The chef and the artists...
"Wait! The kids from the orphanage won't have money. How can we invite a famous chef, let alone throw a camp for them?" Rubben interjected Jisonia.
"It's an educational free program called "Thoubat gallery art camp" we wouldn't get money from the orphanage." Madam Jasmi replied.
"A free educational program, Okay?" Rubben utters with a nod. Hold on! Rubben slowly turned his head to Jisonia with his right brow perfectly arched at her.
"What? Free! What a load of rubbish!" Rubben slammed his hands on the desk as he stood up to his feet.
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Jisonia was in a dilemma as she sat down limply on her work desk. She lifted her gaze irriratedly when Rubben strolled into her office without knocking.
"What are you think you're doing?" Jisonia asked through gritted teeth.
"I should be the one who asked you that" Rubben said in icy tone. "What? Free! It's a quarterly event and your inviting three groups" Rubben sneered.
"I will take care of it" Jisonia replied, her gaze was matching his icy eyes.
"Do you think you're Mother Teresa?" Rubben spoke coldly.
"The art camp has been held by two generations of my family, mainly by my father and grandfather. This is one of the most important educational program at our gallery. This is one of the few most opportunities for underprivileged kids to experience the art" Jisonia explained.
"Fine, that's great! I know this is a great deed you're doing. Hanging out with kids who didn't get a taste of art is excellent. You have my respect but with what money?" Rubben question in deadpan tone.
"I will search for sponsor now" Jisonia replied heaving a long breath.
Jisonia chuckled slightly and said, "Your family is supposed to be prestigious family but actually you are just a thief". Rubben declared.
"Mr Sel...?" Jisonia called out angrily standing up to her feet.
"What? You use someone else's money to act all posh. Isn't that what thieves do? Am I wrong?" Rubben asked taking a step forward. Her eyes holding a cold glint and he could swear that she was cursing him with her eyes.
"Since it's not your money you don't know how valuable it is. Do you think other people have money growing on tree? This is why you're about to go under! Because of the royal mess your father made, investors and bank can't even sleep at night. They are awfully worried right now! but what? A free camp. Don't you know the situation you're in? Rubben snarled.
"Watch what are you saying?" Jisonia said, her voice was more graven than before.
"Don't you know where you belong to right now? You're no longer the only Duaghter of honorable family but someone who can't even afford to buy a new pair of shoes." He said in a cold tone, his brows cocked to the side as he took another step towards her.
"Just Use your brain" Rubben hissed before he turned to walk out furiously.
"I'll pay you back" Jisonia seethed, halting his hand which were about to make for the door.
"What?" He turned to look at her, but the gaze at him which she was looking at him was inscrutable.
"I will pay you back in this week" Jisonia said before she stopped right infront of him.
"Then, everything ends right" Jisonia said plainly.
"Okay!" Rubben said with a small smile and to upmost suprised, he lowered himself down to her level and asked, "what if you don't?"
"Then, I will do whatever you say." Jisonia's gaze was also fixed at him.