After the emergency meeting, everyone immediately boarded their jets and private cars to leave Austria. Of course, some of them chose to stay as they still have businesses to attend to. One of which is Lord Mu. Mu Shun, a Korean man in his seventies, looked at one of his assistants as he unlocked the door of the suite room that he had booked for the next few days.
Once the key card successfully opened the door, Mu Shun walked inside his suite without waiting for his assistant to check it. This has been a tiring night for him. Just watching Jennie's crazed eyes during the press conference was truly disturbing him and the other council members. With Lisa dead, he and the others fear that Jennie will turn crazy and retaliate.
They could not allow that to happen.
In front of the least favorable condition, the others already agreed to take care of Jennie. However, that is almost impossible. The Order needed the files that Lilian passed to Jennie. At least they could not kill her before she gave them those files. The old man closed the door behind him after he instructed his guards not to disturb his sleep. He had already given them his phone as he does not want to be disturbed tonight. All the old man wanted was to have a peaceful sleep— If he can.
However, this wish immediately vanished when he saw a woman sitting at one of the velvet chairs next to the king-size bed in the room. He stilled for a few seconds before he continued walking towards the other seat. "I was expecting to see you soon. But I wasn't expecting that you will come to me first." His voice was rough as always; his English accent was enough to tell Jennie his nationality. He took a seat opposite her.
Silence filled the room.
"Why are you here?" the old man asked calmly. Not a tinge of emotion can be seen in the old man's wrinkled face.
"Old Mu." Jennie uttered as she smiled. "Or, shall I call you Lord Mu?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Call me whatever you want."
"You are originally the patriarch of the Mu Family, and yet you let me destroy your granddaughters." Jennie remembered how she had an altercation with the Mu Family before. However, she never heard anything from this old man. This old man is the patriarch or the hidden leader of the Mu family. As someone powerful, why let his granddaughters suffer in Jennie's hand? "Was it because... I am Lilian's granddaughter?"
"Possibly."
Amusement flashed in Jennie's eyes.
"Tell me... Jennie... what is the point of saving the weak?" the old man stared at her for a few seconds before he continued. "The reason why they didn't win was that they were weak. Saving them would not benefit me in any way."
"You are right." Jennie shrugged. "There is indeed no point in saving the weak."
The old man's lips thinned. Having the young Jennie as an enemy would not be too good for him as Jennie would surely take her time in researching about him and his businesses. If that happens, Jennie would surely connect him to an organization. Old Man Mu does not want to create any unintentional drama with Jennie. Of course, this is something that Jennie would never know. "Why are you here?" he repeated his question.
"I know you needed something from me." Jennie uttered. "What is it?"
"Why me?" the old man countered. "I am sure you have done enough research to know the other members of the order. Why did you approach me?"
Jennie snorted. "Why not?"
The old man frowned, unimpressed at Jennie's retort. He had been in this world long enough to know that Jennie picked him because of a hidden reason. Was it because of his illegal activities? Was it because of the secrets that he has? As a person who had lived a life full of secrets and more secrets, it is only natural for the old man to be wary of Jennie's reasons. "I will answer your question once you answer mine." He sternly said.
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The Villain's Wife (Book 2)
FanfictionLike almost every dramatic romance novel, Jennie Kim's story began with an evil stepmother, a scheming stepsister, and a dumb ex-fiance. At twenty, she fell prey to their grand scheme and became the laughingstock of the country. In despair, she left...