"No mom, It's not needed. Really, really don't, please."
"To be honest, I have a project… It's quite viable. I'll be able to expose on…"
"Mom, don't ask anything, just please lend me the money, will you?"
"Eomma…"
Jung Eun Ha paced in her room, staring in the mirror every now and then to rehearse a speech. Each time she did this her heart ached and her face grew hot with embarrassment. It was ridiculous that, at 27, she would consider extorting her mother to have money for a new collection. Her virtually empty bank account wouldn't help, and unless she put the apartment up for sale, she would have no money for textiles and all that was needed to try to leverage her brand once again.