Chapter 1

“Patrice! On table 5 please?” Mrs. Lee ordered.

Patrice Kwon is an orphan. She is a strong girl who works at a café part time as she goes to school during the day.

Yes. Orphan. Her parents died due to an accident when she was still 5 years old. She stayed at the orphanage until she could live on her own, which she is doing right now. She lives in a small apartment at a not – so – cool neighborhood.

All her life, she has been wanting to have a better living, a rich family. It was her wish: to be adopted by a rich family.

She always watched the kids in the orphanage as they were adopted by rich couples who can’t have a child, by people who wants to have a child but doesn’t want to have a husband or wife, by parents who have just had to pass the time of their child’s death.

Yes, how she wanted to be the one to be adopted by those.

But nah, she wasn’t adopted.

Although, that didn’t stop her determination to be rich. Just as when she was freed from the orphanage, she looked for jobs and a place to stay at.

She had 3 jobs to start with and to catch up with the bills. Sure, it was really hard for her. But she made it. Right now, she is studying with a part time job to keep her alive. Sure, it is tiring, but that’s life.

Patrice went back to the counter once she had served the table 5.

Mina smiled at her. “Tired now?” She asked.

Patrice smiled back. “I have no time to be tired right now, do I?” She asked looking at the bunch of people inside the café.

Mina chuckled and shook her head. “No. You don’t.” She said.

Mina is Patrice’s friend who also works on that café. She, also, is a working student. She would study by day and work at night. She has a family who lives in the province that depends on her. Yes, even though she is just a student.

Patrice approached the new costumers who had just entered the shop.

“Good Evening! Welcome to Lee Café!” She greeted politely.

The girls just shrug her off. “Move, Patrice Kwon.” Jillian said as she pushed Patrice out of the way and followed her friends inside.

Patrice glared at Jillian’s back. How she hated that girl.

Jillian Lee is the daughter of Mrs. Lee, who owns the shop. She studies at the prestigious Woollim High where a lot of rich people go to. She always has her way to get all her luxuries she needed because her parents treat her so well, as their only daughter.

“What are you doing there staring at me, Patrice Kwon? Come and take our order!” Jillian shouted at Patrice making her embarrassed inside the café.

Patrice rolled her eyes inwardly and balled her fist on the sides. *This girl. She’s so bossy. Like she’s the one giving me my wage!* She screamed inside her head.

Patrice went to the table with Jillian and friends.

Jillian gawked at Patrice before she turned to her friends. “Girls, order all you want. It’s all on me.” She said.

Then her friends grew excited and threw all their orders at Patrice who grew really confused because they talk all at the same time.

Patrice sighed when she cleared the orders. “I’ll get back to you with your orders. Thank you.” She bowed at them and went to the counter.

She threw her order sheet on the counter in full anger with Jillian. She really doesn’t get why Jillian is so harsh when her parents are really kind and nice.

Mina just chuckled to see her friend getting fed up by the boss’s daughter. “She’s getting into your nerves again?” She asked.

Patrice looked at her and gritted her teeth as she looked at Jillian chitchatting with her girlfriends. “That girl is the spawn of the devil. She is a full – blooded female dog.” She ranted leaving Mina laughing while holding her stomach.

Ever since Patrice came in to this café, Jillian was really bad to her. She would shout at Patrice even though Patrice wasn’t doing something wrong.

She would always blame Patrice even though Patrice was away when an unfortunate incident happened.

She would always point at Patrice whenever there was a mistake done.

Patrice. Patrice. Patrice. Everything is Patrice’s fault. Always.

“Here. Deliver to the table of the female dog.” Mina teased as she gave Patrice the tray of the orders of Jillian’s friends.

Patrice whined but what can she do? She has to bring this to them.

She groggily took the tray and walked to the table of the female dogs.

“Here are your orders.” She said as she gave them each of their orders.

Jillian just looked at her in a mean way as she chatted with her friends.

“Jillian, is L coming here with his friends?” The blonde girl asked.

L, short for Lance Kim. Jillian’s handsome boyfriend.

Jillian just shrugged. “I am not sure but I think so.” She said as she took a sip at her macchiato. Then her face turned sour. “Pwe! What kind of drink is this?! Why is it so sweet?!” She asked making Patrice jump in shock.

Jillian glared at her. “I don’t like this.” She said. “Give me another one.” She ordered.

Patrice gasped. “But that’s what you ordered.” She reasoned.

Jillian glared at her more. “Do I look like I care? Change this or I’ll tell mom about this!” She threatened.

Patrice sighed and took the drink. She turned around and didn’t notice that someone is behind her.

“OMG!” Patrice gasped.

The drink spilled on the guy’s shirt.

“What the fuck!” The guy said. “Aren’t you looking where you are going?!” HE asked.

Patrice looked at the guy with another shock. This guy was just too handsome. Too handsome to be a human.

She bowed repeatedly. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I will help you clean up.” She volunteered as she wiped his shirt with the tissues.

The guy yanked her hands away. “Tch. Why are there a lot of careless people here?!” He asked. “Jillian! Babe, tell your mom to fire this girl!” He said making Patrice widen her eyes.

*Fire? ME? No you can’t!* She thought as she began to tremble.

Jillian stood up and faced Patrice. “Hey. First you got my macchiato so sweet. And now you spilled it on my boyfriend’s shirt?! How dare you!” She shouted at her.

Patrice bit her lip and prevented her tears from falling. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to-“ She was cut because of Jillian.

“I will definitely tell mom about this.” She said as she faced the guy. “L, are you okay?” She asked.

L just glared at Patrice and sighed. “Yeah. I’m fine.” He replied.

Jillian smiled and pecked his lips then she turned to Patrice on the side. “What are you still doing here? Go! Now!” She yelled making Patrice walk to the kitchen.