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Mom was already in full drama mode when we walked through the door. She stood in the middle of the living room like she had been waiting for hours just for this moment. Her hair was perfect. Her makeup was perfect. But her face was tight with anger. Her phone was in her hand and she waved it in the air the second Si-woo stepped inside. She had clearly talked to Dad already. She had clearly heard every detail. The air in the house felt thick and heavy.
"How could you embarrass the family like that?" she snapped. Her voice was sharp and loud. "I had three messages from Mrs. Park already asking if the company was going under. Do you know how humiliating that is?"
Si-woo stopped just inside the door. He had not even taken off his shoes yet. His jacket was still on. His face looked empty. Calm. But I knew him. I could see the small tight line in his jaw.
"Don't yell at me like my mom," he said. His voice was flat. "I had backups."
