Everyone in the company feared Jennie Kim. CEO. Founder. The woman who built a billion-dollar empire before turning thirty. She was terrifying in meetings. Demanding. Sharp-tongued. Impossible to impress. Employees trembled when she called their names. Except for one person. Lisa Manoban. Her executive assistant. The only person who could walk into Jennie's office without knocking. The only person allowed to interrupt her meetings. The only person who could tell her she hadn't eaten lunch yet. Officially, Lisa was an employee. Unofficially... She was Jennie's girlfriend of three years. A secret that wasn't really a secret. Half the company knew. The other half suspected it. Nobody said anything because Jennie Kim could destroy careers. Besides, watching the two of them was free entertainment. Especially because everyone knew one thing. Jennie always folded. Always. No matter how scary she looked. No matter how powerful she was. The moment Lisa pouted? Game over. The moment Lisa got upset? Jennie would be apologizing within minutes. Which was why everyone nearly choked when it finally happened. Lisa made a mistake. A huge one. Jennie had been working nonstop for weeks. Investors. Meetings. Acquisitions. A major deal hanging by a thread. She barely slept. Barely ate. Barely smiled. The entire executive floor was walking on eggshells. Then Lisa accidentally sent her to the wrong meeting. Not a small scheduling mistake. A disaster. The kind that cost hours. The kind that made important clients wait. The kind that pushed an already exhausted CEO over the edge. Jennie stormed back into the office. The entire floor fell silent. Nobody even looked up from their desks. They could feel the tension. Lisa stood from her chair immediately. "Jennie, I—" "What were you thinking?" The room froze. Everyone's heads snapped up. Jennie never raised her voice at Lisa. Ever. Lisa blinked. Caught off guard. "I'm sorry. I mixed up the—" "Sorry?" Jennie laughed. A sharp, exhausted laugh. "Do you understand how important today was?" Lisa's face fell. The employees exchanged nervous glances. Oh no. "Oh my God." Someone whispered. "She's actually yelling at Lisa." Jennie continued. The stress. The frustration. The exhaustion . Everything she'd been bottling up exploded at the wrong person. "I trusted you with one thing." The second the words left her mouth— She regretted them. Instantly. Because Lisa's expression changed. Not angry. Not defensive. Just hurt. And somehow that was worse. Much worse. The office became deadly silent. Lisa nodded slowly. "I understand." Jennie's stomach dropped. No. Not the professional voice. Anything but the professional voice. Lisa gathered her tablet. "I'll fix it." Then she walked away. No argument. No attitude. No pout. Nothing. And somehow that terrified Jennie more than if Lisa had screamed. The moment the elevator doors closed— her friends erupted. "Oh, you're dead." One manager immediately said. "Absolutely finished." Another nodded. "Start writing the apology letter now." Jennie glared at them. Nobody cared. Because they all knew. Jennie Kim could survive hostile investors. She could survive economic crashes. She could survive billion-dollar lawsuits. But surviving an upset Lisa? Impossible. For the rest of the day, Lisa remained professional. Painfully professional. No teasing. No smiles. No lingering conversations. Just work. Every "Yes, Ms. Kim" felt like a knife. By evening, Jennie was losing her mind. She texted. No reply. Called. No answer. Sent another text. Still nothing. By 9 PM, she was pacing around her penthouse. At 10 PM, she was staring at their chat. At 11 PM, she was convinced Lisa hated her. Then her phone buzzed. One message. Lisa. I delivered the revised schedule. That was it. No heart emoji. No goodnight. Nothing. Jennie nearly had a breakdown. The next morning, she arrived at the office carrying coffee. Lisa's favorite. The office gasped. By lunch, flowers arrived. The office gasped louder continuation at comments #jenlisa #lisa #jennie #xybca #fyppppppppppppppppppppppp - @wayniiee7