Wonderful !!!!! I think the author tried his/her best to portray our life situations that we go through at some point. like our emotions, how we behave with others and how one could take advantage of us or how family is also toxic. Rooting for u author. Keep up the good work
Pissed off by his teasing, she kicked his shin, making sure none could witness her bold actions. It would create quite a scandal and big gossip. Strangely, healthy friendship with secretary is frowned upon in this circle.
"You too Mr. Choi. No one can compete against your charisma, " She threw back the compliment and raised her glass to which the old man replied with same gesture and added enthusiasm, however, that doesn't mean she is a dimwit to not understand what his intentions are.
Including few paparazzi and many elites stopped on their tracks and stared at her ethereal beauty. She seemed like a fairy under this starry night sky.
In fact, this hotel took it's form decades ago. If one were to see particularly, at those times hotel entrances were neglected as they only served as a passageway to the hotel. On comparing to those days, one could tell how far-sighted and wise Wang Il-sung was, as he successfully pulled people interest in visiting the place, making it their choice instead of being an option.
Sooha didn't reply and fiddled with her gems studded white colored purse. The bracelet loosely hanging of her wrist, jingling with the motion. She didn't know and she didn't care. She had no interest in attending today's party, much less deal with Joon Jae. But, the formalities are important in business world and she can't deny it.
"Will that jerk be attending the party tonight?" A young man turned around in the passenger seat of the expensive sleek black, Mercedes Benz Maybach Exelero, that was heading at a steady pace.
Of course, the biggest event of the year and they have to be on the front page. The media these days have become quite loud, focusing only on one thing. That's for the better too, because it's easy to manipulate the masses and the best way to sway their opinion and thoughts as one likes. Just like puppets.
With confusion etched on his face, he hesitantly picked up the package on which 'Park Jung ho' was neatly written in bold letters. The young man walked further out of his house and scanned his surroundings again for any sign of someone, who could've left the package.
"Bloody fuck. What the hell happened. Who did this?" The young secretary rambled on while trying to figure out the source of blood that now covered his whole torso.
Clang ~ someone in the backyard broke the window. Woojins eyes opened wide in shock, preparing himself to capture the trespasser. Running into the backyard through the front door, Woojin's eyes again bulged out as he took in Hyuk's form. He rushed forward and held the unconscious Hyuk in his lap, trying him to wake up from his knocked out state.