"But baby do you really have to hide your name? Is it not enough that we allowed you to do that crap?" asked my older brother in a high tormented tone
"Don't worry bro! I can handle myself I'm old enough to know what's wrong from right." I answered him in a bored manner since his been asking me that same question for a hundred times already today.
"Kelvin, Maria's not a baby anymore though she's still our little princess. Just trust her okay and perform your part in this 'plan'. Do you remember when you also thought of that one when we're still a little younger, if only they hadn't passed away." Calvin reminded Kelvin that made them do their usual debate.
Plan? yeah our plan. Originally that's my 'plan', not until my dear twin brothers knew about it and meddled my so called 'plan' as what they always do. I know how worried Kelvin and Calvin for me since I am their so called little princess but I can't turn back, this is the 'plan' I've been planning my whole life. Change is haunting me everyday, I don't wanna be that that future soulless boss of a thousand people just like what happened to Kelvin. Our poor dear Kelvin! He became ruthless due to the sudden death of our parents and his unexpected taking over of our corporations, even though our businesses are on top it saddens me to death knowing that a 17 year old weakling was forced to be an alpha male. And as for Calvin he was forced to became a business animal though his heart belongs to art.
I do love and idolize them a lot but that doesn't mean I have to follow their paths. I want to explore the vastness of the ocean while I'm still young, I want to prepare myself as a high-spiritedly matured woman not that doleful human.
So what is the plan? Operation: CREATION OF CINDERELLA.