Intern Haenyo Novels & Stories

It feels like I'm in a witch trial right now. Let's do an attendance check. First row, leftmost seat, there's Dad who is holding a whiskey glass and savoring it. My Kuya Leo that looks grumpy as always, Mr. Inoue who is one of the board of directors, lastly, we have the trashiest among all rubbish, Hana. You might be wondering who is this Hanna a.k.a Hanna the Thot. Lemme answer that for you. Hana is a new employee who entered the company 3 months ago.

Lee Han rubbed his forehead and tilted his head. "What is this?! Didn't I tell that woman to keep a low profile for a while?!" "I did." "Is this how you call 'lay low'?" he stretched his arms over the photos in front of him. "Damn it! No one ever let me take a rest." He spread all his arms and legs on the couch, leaving behind the image of a dignified CEO he had built up. Hyun Jae took the photo once again. His eyes narrowed at the image of In Ha and a man. The shots were taken sequentially from the moment In Ha was picked up until she has brought home and hugged in the parking lot.

Within a few minutes, she received the attacker's information from an anonymous source. "Wow, I did not expect this." She mumbled in amazement as her eyes skimmed past the files. PS: *The organisation Hila used to work in was divide into many groups called clans. There were the main branches: Hian Hoshi Hian Ji Hian Fang Hian Lao These groups were considered to birth the best assasins, with the Hian Hoshi (Hila's clan) at the topmost. I This explains why she easily got information from the Elder.

"Hello bro! By the way, this is my sister Jeyah Abee, but you can call her Jeyah." The man looked at me and smiled. "Hi Jeyah, my name is Hyungmin. Nice meeting you," he offered his hand to me. The three of us had a few casual talks while waiting for the time for us to go to the wedding hall. I was enjoying talking with Hyungmin because he was fun to be with. I did not have any problem with our conversation because he can fluently speak English. Well, I found out that he works as a bank manager at Hana Bank, located in Gangnam-gu. He is three years older than my brother but he looks like Andre's age. No wonder because Korean people were very conscious about their skin.

Neither was I. I looked at her again, now walking toward Denver with graceful steps. My brows furrowed. No way. That flawless skin. That aura. That smile I’d recognize anywhere. Wait. Was that… Hana Yoon? I took slow, disbelieving steps. Maybe it was just someone who looked like her. But then she spoke— “Denver, annyeong, oreonman-iyo!” Oh my god. It was her. My heart skipped. One of my idols since high school was now standing in front of my husband. And they looked… close?

But beneath, tension was building. She moved closer. "How will we know who it is?" “They'll have the first move, passing. They didn’t wait long.” Lerder said. Steel-gray-haired man stepped into view. Sleek grin. Eyes that cut like razors. “Mrs. Lee,” he whispered, raising her hand to his lips. “You are lovelier than I envisioned. I’m Jihoon Kang. CTO." Chaewon's heart skipped “This is him, " Jian's voice whispered into the earpiece. “Observe his hands.”

“I’m guessing after seeing your fair fine girl face through the screen he was hooked.” Tj blushing, replied her “well of course he would be interested ,” she said. “Can't you see these curves , girl I’m sure when I step outside I’ll have to fend off the guys with a stick.” Irene let out a bark of laughter . “ Abi o! Korea doesn't know the storm that’s about to hit them” she said with pride in her voice. Tj spoke about going to HYUN-TECH headquarters the next day. “I’m going to meet this CEO for the first time tomorrow, then, and after that I, Marvy, and Celia are going to hit the clubs at Hongdae!”

Immediately Ezra had gotten his seatbelt on, Jubril stepped on the pedal, driving to their destination. ********* Ezra stepped into Ritalorics, maneuvering his way to the top floor. After a soft knock on the door, he stepped in, Jubril waiting behind. “Mr. Heinrich, welcome.” The youthful voice of a female announced as he stepped in. Mrs. Jeon Hyeong sat prominently in the center of the door, legs crossed and tea cup in hand. Hyeong looked like she’d be in her early twenties but she was actually close to forty years, even so, her beauty never wavered. Her English was quite solid for an Asian who only lived in a foreign country for two years.

Panting with her shoulders heaving as if she had been running a race, Joo Hyo-jin scanned her surroundings and casually greeted the rest of the group first. "Whew! Gang-mu oppa and Gye-yeong oppa are here too? Good to see you. How was Hong Kong? Wait! Let me just have a quick word with the part-timer first." After making a frantic fuss, Hyo-jin suddenly froze, staring blankly at Hyeon-sin as if a screw had gone loose in her mind. "I'm Joo Hyo-jin. CEO Han Gyoo-ryeon's maternal cousin."

she tried to continue their earlier conversation and since Ji-Hoon had kicked them out of the room, he smirked and decided to tell everything about Oh Hani to their mother. "Her name is Oh Hani..." before Tae-Hoon could introduce her more she cut him off. "Are you talking about the daughter of Oh Ha-Min?" she asked. Oh Ha-Min was known in the business world as the fashionista. He has the biggest Clothing and Designing factories as many famous designers work under his firm. "Uh, yes." Tae-Hoon fluttered his lashes, he actually had forgotten that Oh Ha-Min and his family were known to Shims.