A Lass Full of Woe

Prologue

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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"Jenna, you cannot go." My father seriously said.

"But Dad..." I insisted.

"No." He glared at me before putting down the newspaper he was reading.

"Honey, your dad already said no," my mother smiled at me but I just looked at her with no emotions in my eyes. 

"Jiro, how's the company?" My Dad turned to my brother.

"It's going awesome, Dad," my brother smiled at our father and then sent me a signal to wait. "Uh, Dad, I need to go to the Philippines for a business trip and I wanna bring Jenna with me. We will use the bulletproof chopper and all set up. Even the house we will be staying in is settled so you have nothing to worry."

Our Dad's eyes automatically landed on me as soon as Jiro said that. "Make sure that this black cat won't run away." He told my brother.

"Copy that, Dad," my brother bowed down to our dad and Dad just nodded.

After dinner, I packed my things because we would go to the Philippines as my brother mentioned. Hayst, Philippines! I missed that country and so did the bad people there. While I was busy packing my things, someone knocked on my door.

"I want a name," I seriously said while packing my things, still.

"Si Jiro 'to,"

"Come in," I told him.

He was smiling when he opened the door. I rolled my eyes at him enough for him to remind that I hate smiles.

"What do you need?" I asked him.

"No thank you?" He sat down on my bed.

"No permission to sit down on my bed?"

"I'm sorry, my little tyrant," he stood up.

He waited for me to finish packing my things and then talked when I looked at him.

"So, what do you want to do in the Philippines?" He asked.

"I want to kill the one who killed Lolo," I answered.

"But do you know who is it?" He raised a brow.

"Of course I do!" I led the way to go in my office. When I got there, I showed him the wall full of evidences and pictures of the person who killed our grandfather and some of those were stabbed by a knife.

"Woah," my brother was kinda amazed on what he was seeing. "Where'd you get these?"

"I got those from Zeus," I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Boy best friend, huh?" My brother smirked.

"By the way, where are we staying in? I wanna live in Palawan because I knew that the unlucky guy is living there right now."

"Okay, Jennaia. Noted." My brother nodded.

They messed up with me, so don't they dare run away from my revenge because I am the lass full of woe who holds onto traps.