Chapter 8
Beneath the Ice
Lisa was on a roll or at least, she liked to think so. After surviving the investor presentation, which she half-expected Jennie to replay on a loop just to remind her how badly sheâd almost messed it up, things had been surprisingly smooth. Jennie hadnât mentioned the incident since, and while Lisa was still catching her breath after it, she felt like she was making some real progress.
Even the office had noticed that Lisa seemed... calmer. More focused. She was still her usual funny, slightly chaotic self, but there was a new sense of purpose in the way she worked. Maybe it had something to do with Jennieâs influence or the slow but steady realization that Lisa was more capable than sheâd ever given herself credit for.
It was late Friday afternoon when something unexpected happened. Lisa was wrapping up her weekly tasks, feeling pretty good about how the week had gone, when her phone buzzed. She picked it up, expecting a message from Jennie about a last-minute assignment. Instead, it was from her dad.
Lalisa, I just had a meeting with one of our key partners. Theyâre expanding into a new region and need someone with your experience to help lead the initiative. Theyâve asked if youâd be interested in a leadership position. We can talk about it over dinner this weekend.
Lisa stared at the message, her heart skipping a beat. A leadership position? Now?
Her dad had been patient for the most part, letting her gain experience at Kim Industries without pushing her too hard to join the family business. But this...this felt like a significant step. It wasnât just a subtle nudge toward taking over; this was a full-blown offer to lead something major.
And honestly? Lisa didnât know how to feel about it.
She set her phone down, her mind spinning. "A leadership role already?"Â Sure, sheâd been working under Jennie for a while now, learning the ropes and figuring out how to handle high-pressure situations, but was she really ready for something this big?
As if on cue, Jennie appeared in the doorway of her office, her expression as unreadable as always.
âMs. Manoban,â Jennie said, her tone clipped and professional. âI need you to finalize the quarterly client reports before you leave today. The board will be reviewing them next week.â
Lisa snapped out of her thoughts, nodding quickly. âRight. Iâm on it. Just finishing up.â
Jennie gave a brief nod and turned to leave, but then, almost as an afterthought, she paused and looked back at Lisa. âYouâve been more focused lately.â
Lisa blinked, caught off guard by the comment. âOh... uh, thanks? I guess Iâve been trying to keep things under control. Fewer disasters.â
Jennieâs eyes narrowed slightly, as if she were considering something. âItâs noticeable.â
Lisa wasnât sure if that was a compliment or not, but coming from Jennie, she figured it was as close to one as sheâd get. She smiled awkwardly. âWell, I have a good teacher. Tough, but good.â
Jennie didnât respond to that, but after a brief pause, she added, âDonât let complacency set in. Thereâs always room for improvement.â
Lisa chuckled. âOf course. Always striving for greatness. Thatâs the Jennie Kim way, right?â
Jennieâs expression remained neutral, but Lisa thought she saw the faintest flicker of something in her eyes maybe amusement, maybe approval. It was hard to tell with Jennie. She was like a locked vault of emotions.
Before Jennie could say anything else, Lisaâs phone buzzed again. She glanced down at the screen another message from her dad, reminding her about dinner.
Lisa quickly shoved her phone into her pocket, feeling the weight of the job offer hanging over her. Jennie must have noticed the shift in her demeanor, because she tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing in that 'I know somethingâs up' way.
âIs there something else on your mind, Ms. Manoban?â Jennie asked, her voice calm but pointed.
Lisa hesitated, then decided to come clean. After all, Jennie was the most no-nonsense person she knew. Maybe it wouldnât hurt to get her perspective.
âActually... yeah,â Lisa admitted, rubbing the back of her neck. âI just got a message from my dad. Heâs offering me a leadership position in one of his partner companies. Itâs... kind of a big deal.â
Jennieâs expression didnât change, but she crossed her arms, clearly waiting for more. âAnd?â
âAnd Iâm not sure if Iâm ready,â Lisa continued, letting out a frustrated sigh. âI mean, Iâve learned a lot here, but I donât know if Iâm ready to lead something major. Like, what if I screw it up?â
Jennie studied her for a moment, her gaze sharp and focused, as if she were evaluating Lisa from top to bottom. Then, in typical Jennie fashion, she delivered her response with brutal honesty.
âIf youâre waiting until you feel âready,â youâll never take the step,â Jennie said, her voice cold but not unkind. âLeadership isnât about feeling ready. Itâs about being prepared to face challenges and adapt. Youâve already proven that you can handle pressure. The question is whether you want to take on that responsibility.â
Lisa stared at her, processing Jennieâs words. It wasnât what she expected, but then again, Jennie was never one to sugarcoat things.
âYou really think I could handle it?â Lisa asked, her voice quieter than usual.
Jennie raised an eyebrow. âYouâve made mistakes, but youâve also corrected them. Youâve shown growth. If I didnât think you were capable of handling more, I wouldnât have kept you in this position.â
Jennie turned back toward the door, clearly considering the conversation finished. âWhatever decision you make, ensure that you commit to it fully. Half-measures will lead to failure.â
Lisa nodded slowly, still absorbing Jennieâs words. âThanks... for the advice. Iâll think about it.â
Without another word, Jennie walked out, leaving Lisa standing there, staring at the door in disbelief.
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That evening, Lisa sat at home, staring at her phone. The job offer from her dad was still hanging in the air, and she knew sheâd have to give him an answer soon. But Jennieâs words kept replaying in her mind.
"Leadership isnât about feeling ready. Itâs about being prepared to face challenges and adapt."
Maybe Jennie was right. Maybe Lisa had been holding herself back, waiting for some magical moment where sheâd suddenly feel completely ready to take on the world. But that moment wasnât coming. If she wanted to move forward, sheâd have to take a leap of faith just like she had when sheâd first accepted the job as Jennieâs assistant.
She picked up her phone and tapped out a message to her dad.
Iâm interested in the leadership position. Letâs talk more about it over dinner.
After hitting send, Lisa leaned back on her couch, feeling a strange mix of excitement and nerves. This was a big step, and while she wasnât sure what the future held, she felt a growing sense of confidence that she could handle it.
Because if she could survive working for Jennie Kim the cold, precise, unflinching CEO...she could survive anything.
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The next day at the office, Lisa found herself glancing at Jennieâs office door more often than usual. It wasnât that she was seeking approval, exactly, but Jennieâs words from the day before had stuck with her. There was a level of respect there an acknowledgment that Lisa was capable, even if Jennie would never outright say it.
By mid-morning, Lisaâs phone buzzed with a message from her dad. It was simple: Iâm glad youâre taking the next step, Lalisa. Youâll do great.
Lisa smiled to herself, feeling a wave of pride. She was stepping into something bigger, something she hadnât quite been sure she was ready for. But with every challenge sheâd faced at Kim Industries, with Jennieâs cold but oddly motivating presence, Lisa had learned that growth didnât come from waiting for the perfect moment....it came from pushing herself into uncomfortable situations and coming out stronger.
As the day went on, Lisa continued her work with renewed focus, knowing that she had the support of both her father and, in some strange, indirect way, Jennie. She wasnât just the chaotic assistant who spilled coffee and fumbled through presentations anymore. She was becoming something more someone more confident, more capable.
And as she closed her laptop at the end of the day, Lisa couldnât help but feel like she was finally stepping into her own.
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