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Both the choreographer and the members of ASD kept praising the kids to boost their morale. The happiest one was Thae. He loved kids as he himself was a kid at heart. He kept playing with them, making them laugh and took great care.

The Rencontre team kept smiling at the cute kids’ antics. When they would dance, they would be the most professional ones in the dance hall. But the moment the music would stop, happy screams and laughter would fill the room. Because of Young-Chul, they had to take breaks more frequently.

“Why are they taking so many breaks? They never used to do that,” observed Dae.

Both Nivritti and Jae-Hwa looked at each other. “No idea, Dae,” replied Jae-Hwa.

“Maybe they are thinking about the kids. They don’t want to tire them soon,” suggested Nivritti.

“Maybe,” nodded Dae and all went back to their work.

“Ritti!” said Jae-Hwa.

“Hmm…”

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“Is your leg feeling, okay? Why don’t you lift it up? That will ease the pain if you have any,” suggested Jae-Hwa.

“Right! I will do that,” said Nivritti. She removed her sandals and lifted her leg. Carefully she crossed her legs and smiled at Jae-Hwa. This position really eased her pain.

While Nivritti and Jae-Hwa were talking, Dae’s eyes were on Nivritti’s phone. He wanted that phone. He knew what happened in the restaurant, but he wanted video proof. If only he could get his hands on the video, he could show it to others. That way people would start talking about her role in making a member of ASD chose violence.

But his master plan was to leak that video and spread the rumour that she sent it to the media outlets. That will make ASD hate her. She saved them from a scandal and then sold the video herself, which will be a disaster for their relationship. Maybe then others could see how wrong she was for the company and get her fired.

If he would leak the video, she will be fired and her friendship with ASD will end. He could kill two birds with one stone. He smirked at his brilliant plan. The only thing he needed was her phone. And it was lying on the table right in front of him. He even knew the passcode.

All were busy with their work when there was a knock at the door.

“Excuse me! I have an order for Niv… Navr…,” the delivery man was having difficulty pronouncing a Hindi name.

“You mean, Nivritti,” asked Jeong-Eun.

“Yes, yes,” replied the delivery man happily as he saw all the members of ASD standing before him.

“Ritti! Did you order something?” shouted Jeong-Eun.

“Oh yeah. Could you take it, please?” she requested.

“Of course!” replied Jeong-Eun and the delivery man started handing him packet after packet. “What?” asked Jeong-Eun, shocked. “Guys! Help me, she ordered the whole outlet,” he shouted.

Nivritti kept smiling at Jeong-Eun. After hearing his plea, Jung-Hwa and Korain ran to his help. Thae was too busy playing with the kids. Young-Chul was resting with Him-Chan and Kyung-Soo was too scared to approach Nivritti.

Jeong-Eun, Jung-Hwa and Korain brought all the packets near Nivritti. “What is all this?” asked Jung-Hwa.

Before she could reply, “Excuse me! Can I have a selfie with you guys?” requested the delivery man.

“Of course!” replied everyone and went near him. The delivery man took a photo and went away happily.

“TK!” shouted Nivritti.

“What?” he shouted back.

“Come here, please!” requested Nivritti. Thae left the kids to play and came near Nivritti. “Can you help me distribute these chocolates to the kids? They will love you more after this.”

“You ordered chocolates for everyone!?” he shouted. “One, two, three… thirty!” everyone looked at Thae as he kept shouting.

“Calm down! It’s just chocolate,” said Nivritti.

“But thirty packets?” shouted Thae.

“One for everyone present in this room. Thank God! Your managers are not here. That would have cost me more,” smiled Nivritti.

“There’s chocolate for me too?” he shouted.

“Yes, of course!” she replied. Thae threw himself at her and hugged her tightly laughing loudly with joy. “Now help me, I can’t walk,” she said.

“Yes, yes!” replied Thae. “Kids! Noona has brought chocolates for you. Come and get it,” he shouted in Korean.

“Yay!” all the kids shouted and came running towards Thae. One by one he distributed the chocolates and asked the kids to thank Nivritti. Kids being extremely polite, they not only thanked Nivritti, but they also thanked Jae-Hwa and Dae.

“Khamsamnida Unnie, Kamsamnida Ajhumma, Kamsamnida Samcheon,” one of the kids said.

“What? She is unnie (big sister) and I am ajhumma (aunty),” complained Jae-Hwa. Thae and Nivritti started laughing out loud.

Kyung-Soo saw her laughing and his heart was at ease even more. He realised that she was happy being near all the kids. She told him about being a mother and could not become one. That would damage a lot of people but here she was ordering gifts for kids, laughing with them.

“What are you complaining about, I am samcheon,” pouted Dae.

“That is even worse. She thinks I am your age,” sulked Jae-Hwa. Thae and Nivritti started laughing louder.

“Oh, shut up you two!” shouted both Dae and Jae-Hwa.

When the kids were done, Nivritti handed a packet to both Dae and Jae-Hwa. “Eat! Don’t mind kids. I bribed them with chocolates, that’s why I am unnie,” she comforted both of them.

“And the remaining packets?” asked Thae.

“Give one to your choreographer sir,” replied Nivritti. She then turned around at the boys and shouted, “do you need an invitation card? Come here.”

“Woah! Woah! Coming, coming,” shouted Young-Chul.

Thae went to give a chocolate packet to the choreographer and came back. Nivritti handed the remaining packets to the ASD.

“There is still one left,” said Jeong-Eun.

Nivritti immediately grabbed it. “That is mine.” Kyung-Soo smiled at her. He knew how much she loved chocolates.

Everyone opened their packets and dumped a piece in their mouths, except Jung-Hwa.

“What is wrong? You don’t like chocolates?” asked Nivritti.

“No, I like them but can’t eat them,” replied Jung-Hwa, sadly.

“Huh… why? Are you on diet?” she asked.

“Yes,” replied Jung-Hwa.

“Are you kidding me? You dance so much, work so hard in the gym, yet you are on a diet?” she shouted.

“I have to maintain my abs,” said Jung-Hwa and lifted his shirt showing his sculpted eight-pack abs. Jae-Hwa coughed all the chocolate that was in her mouth on her laptop screen. But there was no reaction from Nivritti.

“What are you doing?” scolded Korain.

“That is good. Good job. But one piece of chocolate is not going to turn that pack of biscuits back into the dough. In fact, the chocolates I ordered are dark chocolates, that are good for your health if eaten in small amounts,” explained Nivritti.

“But I can’t,” replied Jung-Hwa.

“Have your trainer told you to lose weight or go on a diet?” asked Nivritti.

“No, this idiot does that on his own,” answered Thae.

“Excuse me!” shouted Nivritti. “Are you out of your mind? Do you know how dangerous that could be? You have a trainer, a dietician, yet you are going on a diet on your own. Are you an idiot?”

“What?” asked Jung-Hwa, scared.

“Stop this nonsense immediately. If you want to go on diet, ask your dietician to prepare a chart for you. They will tell you everything according to your height and weight. They will monitor your daily calorie intake and consider the health of your health and other inner organs. If I hear that you are doing such stupidity without any supervision, I will hit you on your head, do you understand?” scolded Nivritti.

“Sorry!” Jung-Hwa immediately opened the packet of chocolate and dunked a piece inside his mouth.

“And you, all of you, his seniors! Is this how you take care of your maknae? Letting him go on a diet without supervision? If anything happens to Rencontre because of that, I will kill you all,” she shouted at them.

“Do you think he listens to us?” asked Korain.

“Then give him a tight slap. You all have raised him to become a brat. One slap and he will be fine. Even his ears will open, and he will start listening to you all,” she snapped at Korain but kept staring at Jung-Hwa with anger.

“But I have to maintain my abs,” sulked Jung-Hwa.

“Why? Why do you have to do that?” she rebuked.

“I don’t know. Fans like my abs,” he replied.

“You never show your body. You make your fans guess what’s underneath that shirt. How does your fan like them, then?” she asked.

“But I like making abs,” pouted Jung-Hwa.

She slapped his arms in anger and explained, “looking after your health, exercising, building muscles, is all good when done properly. You cannot take such a decision on your own. You have the facility, use that. Ask for help from your trainer, your dietician, your nutritionist, or whoever you feel comfortable with. Don’t damage your body by thinking that you are working for it. You are not trained for that. Leave that to the professionals. You do what you do best.”