Choi's Mansion
Angry shrieks emanated from Mi-Ok's room upstairs, as well as shattering noises. Broken pieces of picture frames and perfume bottles were all over the floor, and she was standing over it with her hand clenched tightly together.
Dan-Han had humiliated her because of that bitch! That trash.
Her nails dug into her palm till they drew blood. She ground her teeth as she thought about how rudely Eun-sun had spoken to her and her family. Dan-Han had even gone as far as threatening her because of a non-entity? He had threatened to cut off their tongues, because of a nobody?
"Ahhh!" She shrieked lividly before picking up her phone. What was taking them too long? Why haven't they reported to her back?
She ferociously dialled in the last number on her call history, after a few rings the person answered.
"What's taking so long? Can't you do a damn job?!" Mi-Ok yelled into the phone, making the person at the other end of the phone frown.
