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“You’re still coming in today?” Hannah was surprised to see Emma show up at the office. “Weren’t you already on leave?”
She glanced at the clock on her computer, which had just turned on. It wasn’t even eight in the morning yet. Even Lucy and Grace h
[Hannah]Hannah sat back down on the sofa, letting Kevin fix his posture. The man took a long, deep breath. He rubbed his chest repeatedly, trying to calm himself.“I almost died.”“I wasn’t trying to kill you, though,” Hannah replied. “Stupid Kevin. If I wanted to kill you, after grabbing your collar, I would’ve strangled you or slammed you to the floor. Not pushed you onto the sofa.”“I don’t want to hear that.” Then he spoke in a very quiet voice. “I didn’t expect her to be a psychopath.”“What did you say?”“Nothing,” he said quickly.
[Hannah]Hannah’s brain felt like it was short-circuiting.Last night’s events flashed through her mind like a flashback. Kevin spraying coffee all over her blouse. About her going to Kevin’s house to clean it but ending up watching anime with him—wait, what was the last episode last night?No.That wasn't important.The important thing was figuring out an explanation for why she'd answered Kevin's phone this morning.Kevin walked out of his bedroom, scratching his head.His sleepy eyes landed on Hannah sitting on the sofa, but he showed no reaction whatsoever. He simply continued to the refrigerator and poured
[Maria]Damian’s father had just finished changing and came to join us. He chose to sit next to his wife.“Have you eaten yet?” she asked her husband softly."Yes. With a client.""Monteverde?""Yes.""We should've eaten together." Damian's mother pouted again.His father didn't respond.Then her face suddenly brightened. She said with a sweet and cute voice, "How about a dinner date tonight? It's Saturday night, after all.""Okay. If that's what you want."
[Maria]Damian's mother gestured for Damian to come closer. He leaned toward her, and she covered her mouth with one hand before whispering something into his ear.Something that, for whatever reason, I wasn't allowed to hear even though we were sitting at the same dining table.I didn't know what they were talking about. And I didn't really care if they were saying something bad about me.I'd always thought that sort of thing was normal, especially in the world of conglomerates where people constantly stepped on each other to get ahead.Still, if they did it here, it made me a little uncomfortable. As if being excluded was simply something I should be used to.I pretended to foc
[Maria]“Mom! Don’t just ask her that out of the blue.” Damian called out. “You’re making Maria uncomfortable.”“What’s wrong with that? Damian, you’re our only child. Of course you need to give us a grandchild to continue the family line.”“I know, but—"“As a husband, you have to try hard too. Drink some supplements. Don’t overwork. Eat healthy food. Do some exercise.”I didn’t expect this lunch to turn into a conversation like this.“Yeah, but we’ve only been married a few months. We need to—” Damian searched for the right words, “date first. We didn’t date before getting married. We need more time to enjoy our time together as a couple.”
[Maria]I hadn’t visited Damian’s parents’ house in a long time. I didn’t meet them very often either. His family wasn’t like typical conglomerate families that frequently appear at parties and events.In their circle, they were very selective about which events to attend, except for those related to the RQL Group, since Damian’s father was still serving as CEO there.They were on a different level from other conglomerate families. They didn’t need recognition and didn’t need to build connections.People like that had their own aura, and meeting them made me feel slightly intimidated.After all, I’m just the illegitimate daughter of the Wang family.
[Hannah]Hannah regretted a little that she hadn’t brought a cuter outfit, something more suitable for a date.Wait. This is a date, right?
[Hannah]At least on this trip, Hannah got to sit next to Mr. Ed.As she placed her bag in the overhead bin, Hannah smiled to herself, imagining three hours of conversation
[Hannah]“Mexico?”Hannah said as she was handed her passport. Mr. Ed had even had to help her use a special channel to g
[Hannah]“Miss Barker, Mr. Lee has requested that you accompany him on a business trip this weekend,” Mr. Ed said suddenly.It was an order, not a question.







