Money Loving CEO's Detective Lover

"No!" Jina exclaimed in frustration. "That one makes you look too thin!"

Gayoon groaned in despair. She was trying on a yellow polka dot dress which reached her knees.

"It looks really nice," she pouted.

"Too thin!" Jina insisted. "It looks too big for you!"

They had tried on the clothes Jina's aunt owned. Gayoon was exhausted after she was forced to trial over fifty dresses and to her shock, there were still five closets full of dresses to choose from. How many clothes did this woman own?

"I can't do it anymore!" she complained, slumping on the bed. "It's too much! I'll just wear my usual shirt and pants to this dinner-"

"No!" Jina scolded her. "Listen to me Lady Cop! You gotta show my dad that you can do it too!"

"Do what?"

"I don't know," Jina shrugged. "Whenever our teachers give us a task, they cheer us by saying we can do it! I still don't know what they mean."

Gayoon groaned and laid on the bed, staring at the vast ceiling above them. There was a medium sized glass panel on it, enabling the sunlight to come through. It felt nice to stare at the sky through it.

Jina got off the bed and scurried into her aunt's walk-in closet. Climbing on a small stool, she went through the clothes. No matter how many dresses Gayoon tried, she was just too thin. Considering how slim her aunt Mina was, it shocked Jina that Gayoon was thinner than Mina.

"There must be something…" she muttered. But none of the dresses were suitable.

"All these are not it!" she whined. She wanted Gayoon to look perfect for the evening. It was hard to understand why but she was very excited that her dad and the Lady Cop were going to spend some time alone. Who knows, maybe they would end up together as well!

"Casper…"

She turned to the ghost who was standing next to her. Her silent companion had just materialized when she called for him.

"Casper, which one to choose from?" Jina wondered. The ghost looked around before pointing at a dress at the opposite closet.

Meanwhile Gayoon, who was lazily staring at the sky through the glass ceiling, suddenly froze. The familiar coldness was giving her chills down her spine. There was a ghost nearby!

On an instinct, she lay still, trying to figure out where the ghost was. She did not want to let it know that she could sense it. If she was not wrong, the ghost was in…

"Jina!" she whispered. Scurrying up, she quietly went towards the walk-in wardrobe. Jina was in there alone, seemingly oblivious to the cold presence around her. She was humming a song under her breath as she scavenged through the dresses.

"Jina!" Gayoon called her nervously. Upon seeing the stranger, Casper disappeared.

"Yes, Lady Cop?" Jina asked. "Is something wrong?"

Gayoon scanned around. The presence was gone. Did it run away after seeing her?

"Let's forget about the dress," she shrugged, trying to seem normal. The odd feeling would not go away and she did not want Jina to stay in that closet for another minute.

"Look I found a dress!" Jina exclaimed. She held up an off-shoulder navy blue dress with tiny sapphires stitched along its helm. It was tight fitting for Mina but would perfectly complement Gayoon. The latter did not care much though because she was more focused on trying to get Jina out of that wardrobe.

"It's nice!" she claimed hurriedly. "I like it! Let's go out and I'll try it on."

"Okay!" Jina chirped and headed out. Gayoon glanced one last time around the closet before exiting it.

….

Minho was frowning at all the tips Kanji had emailed him. He sat back, reading through every line, his insides cringing. Seeing a grown man write with so many emojis in an email was making Minho feel like whacking the idiot on the head. His email was as such:

Welcome to Lord Kanji's tips of love! I will teach you all the basics of dating so read carefully!

Buy the girl red roses to make her feel special. Don't you dare make her pay for those roses :P

Make sure it's a candle light dinner. Intimate and simple. Don't you dare make her pay for her part ]_[

Take her to a live show like an opera or traditional dance show. Again, don't you dare make her pay for her tickets (o_o)

Gift her something nice. Maybe a box of macadamia nuts or french pastries. You know the gist :D

Take her on a romantic walk at the park. This one is for free [3

Ask her about herself. Get to know her more :3

Make sure you kiss her goodnight. Drop her off at home and kiss her. Very important step. Might even lead you to some snu snu time ;)

If you get to have snu snu then make sure you know which hole to enter-

Minho shut the laptop before he could finish the last part and gritted his teeth in annoyance. Are these things going to work? Was he really not supposed to...make her pay?

That useless Kanji! He cursed. What the hell are these tips?

He took deep breaths. Calm down, he told himself. This is just a private dinner. Nothing more. It's a simple thank you to her for taking care of Jina. You can do that at least.

The memory of last night was replaying in his mind the whole day. Recalling it made him smile. The feel of her soft lips were still fresh and strangely, he was very excited for their date.

Jongin, who had just entered the room to give him some files, freaked out at seeing Minho's smile. He took a closer look. Was the CEO actually smiling to himself?

Is he possessed? Jonging wondered. Minho did not notice his secretary's scared expression and continued to remember the way Gayoon had clung on to him all night. He glanced at the closed laptop and sighed before opening it again to read the contents, unaware that Jongin was still observing him.

"Jongin!" he suddenly barked.

"Yes sir!" Jongin straightened up.

"Get me the freshest red roses you could find!" Minho ordered. "The most expensive ones. And also a box full of macadamia nuts. Also, book two tickets for the exclusive VIP seats at tonight's opera!"

"Yes sir!" Jongin squeaked. Was the Vesudas going on a date?

Nah! He thought. It's probably for his daughter. He'd probably make his dates pay. Who would date him after that?

He dismissed the thought and hurried away to complete his tasks, completely unaware that Minho's mind was lingering on a certain detective with puppy dog eyes.