Chapter Ninety Four:
Finally realizing my worth.
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I HAD TO EXCUSE myself for a brief moment.
While I was in the powder room, I was already thinking of ways to reject my father’s invitation for the forthcoming dinner. But knowing how persistent he is, there was no escaping this event that he had planned without my knowledge. I would have deeply understood if he told me a week before the said date, or at least a day—but he gave me no more than 30 minutes to get ready for a dinner celebration that I didn’t even want to go to.
Clearly, there was no point in changing into a dress for a formal celebration. So I settled with the beige blouse and black slacks that I wore for work, along with a black blazer to make it more formal. I just simply retouched my make-up, and reapplied a lip gloss
