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"Hey, why are you sucking your finger like a baby? It looks provocatively sweet."
A low, deeply settled voice scraped against her eardrums.
Hyeon-sin's shoulders stiffened visibly. What on earth was provocative about a paper cut?
"What are you, a ghost?"
As she raised her startled eyes, Kim Gang-mu was looking down at her, his gaze uncomfortably intense. She had not even heard him approach.
He was a doctor and the childhood friend of Han Gyoo-ryeon, the owner of this company. Without making a single sound, he had stepped right into Hyeon-sin's private space.