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I have a quick question ...we're going to play Brazil in 4 days. So far I haven't received a call from the association ...if they say so ...I'm just a bit surprised ...no, everything's ok ...yes, I'll call them right away ...thank you Keyla thoughtfully sat down at the table *Honey, what's up? * now Genzo wanted to know too * Mr. Mikami doesn't know what's going on either, he normally always gets a copy, but he didn't get it* Keyla was still staring at her cup

Kim's watch. _________

There was a bedside table next to her with a glass of water and a bucket next to the bed. "Hello," her voice came out in a cracked whisper. "Hello," she said even louder. "Is anyone there!? Can anyone hear me!? Please. I need help!" she said as she started to cry. This was real, and she had no memory of how this happened. How long had she been here now. Did she wake up prior to this and do the same thing? She looked down at her ankle, which burned the most. It was raw, and it looked like burnt flesh all around. She felt the metal around her ankle, and it burned to the touch. She was being captive with silver. Is that what was making her so weak?

"Give me access to the financial data. I'll map it out. Show you how everything connects. Make it crystal clear." Han hesitated, then granted limited access. "You're sandboxed. Can't communicate externally. Can't delete or modify original files. Just analyze and create visual representations." "Fair enough." 2:00 PM – THE COUSIN Kim Soo-ah arrived at a neutral location—a small café in Hongdae, crowded enough for anonymity, public enough for safety. She was in her late thirties, sharp eyes, no-nonsense demeanor, and a recorder already visible on the table.

KEMI (half-asleep) Zara, what—do you know what time it is? ZARA Tomorrow. We shoot tomorrow morning. KEMI (confused, blinking) Wait—what shoot? Already? Girl, you’re hyped! You wanna start this now-now? ZARA Yes! I can’t wait. I’ve waited too long already. Regan is in, I’m in. Let’s do this. Kemi sat up straighter, her sleepiness fading into a mischievous smile. KEMI

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See you on my next work! Kim Dokja - Omniscient Reader. Best Regards, Park Michi.

“I’m… synthesizing my notes.” “Synthesizing,” Kevin repeated, his tone flat. “Great. Well, synthesize faster. I want a draft on my desk by the end of the day tomorrow.” He pushed off from the cubicle wall and turned to leave, but then paused, glancing back at me. “And, Em?” “Yeah?” “The Baek Jin embargo still holding? No word from his people on when we can run the exclusive?” Yeah, a year. After I finish dating him. “No,” I said. “Not a word. They’re… very strict about their timelines.”

Alex just realized he had been wrong when he thought nothing could spoil his day, Amanda was not who he thought she was and right now, guns were being pointed at their faces by huge tattooed men. Alex turned to look at Amanda, she looked really shaken and the fear in her eyes were evident, he wondered what sort of crime she had committed to warrant this.

I'm looking for breakfast. Lee Umji really understands what Lee Sehun means to find breakfast is to visit the nearest convenience store to buy ready-to-eat kimbab or brew ramen there. She then turned to look at her cellphone, wiped the screen, and then she could see that there were about five missed calls there. But Lee Umji immediately took a deep breath as soon as she read the name of the caller. Min Junho. Lee Umji who had remembered everything didn't mean she could talk casually with Min Junho. Again at that time she was in Kim Hana's body, which means being in someone else's life.