Clara has now been seated on the living room couch while Mr.K is busy cleaning the broken glass and preparing the preheated food.
"Let's eat," said Mr. K, suddenly approaching Clara.
Clara just nodded her head, following Mr.K's words. Clara felt uncomfortable with Mr.K, who had been bothered a lot, even though she had promised not to bother Mr.K again.
"Mmm, I'm sorry ... I just meant to heat the food to help you, not wanting to bother you," Clara said, looking down.
Mr. K sighed slowly.
"Never mind, next time you don't have to do it before you recover."
"O..-Ok," Clara said, nodding her head.
"Mmm, Mr.K, I think seems to see that your face is not wearing your glasses, it's better with you," said Clara, who is now staring at Mr.K.
Instantly Mr.K fell silent. Mr. K forgot that he usually wore his sunglasses not to show his entire face.
'Damn ... I forgot ...' Mr.K grumbled in his mind.
"Well, since you have seen my whole face, you must keep this secret ... because apart from you, none of my clients see my face."
Clara just nodded her small head.
"So, you already know who attacked me?"
"Hum, he's a professional ... he's a hitman," said Mr.K briefly in his flat voice.
Clara's eye widened for a moment.
"Then who ordered it?" asked Clara again, who was now increasingly curious.
Mr. K looked stunned for a moment while giving dishes and cutlery to Clara.
"Eat," said Mr.K briefly.
Honestly, Clara wanted to force her question to get a definite answer for her, but Clara refrained her intention because she felt uneasy with Mr.K, who had been paying attention so far.
After the two finished their meal, Clara finally asked Mr.K a little about the mastermind who hired a professional.
"So who ordered it?" Clara asked curiously.
Mr. K seemed to neutralize his face and tried to distract Clara with something else.
"Let's take a break, before that, may I know your manager's mobile number?, I will arrange a delay in signing your contract with one of the brands that you will use at New York Fashion Week."
"B-but ... well, this is my manager's number," Clara said, giving Johny's number to Mr.K in annoyance because he felt ignored by Mr.K.
After saving Johny's number, Mr.K immediately drove Clara back to her room so that she could use her time generously to restore her physical condition, which was still relatively weak.
"Don't worry about it ... and ..."
It seemed that Mr.K was full of consideration regarding his words this time.
"Don't get too close and believe in the young man named Jackson, you should avoid him now," said Mr.K while warning Clara to be careful with the people around her.
'What does Mr. K mean? Why can he say such things? Could he have been knowing about an attacker? And what's the motive?'
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