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"Pimp? Sure we can call it that, but that would make me doubt your intelligence because all you have to do is think of the prospects of being in this family...you'll no longer be the help. You've done well for yourself, but at the end of the day, you are still the help. You've already seen us at our darkest and yet you're still here. You know what we do, and best of all, you fear me. Which means that what happened to Jin's last wife will not repeat itself."

It was like watching a fish, the way her mouth opened and closed.

"I thought Doeun killed her."


"We lied. Jin killed her for betraying us. But you're tough, aren't you? You have a black belt in taekwondo and jiu jitsu."


She didn't speak as the wheels turned slowly in her head...too slow for my liking.


"Right now, this family is in chaos. My job is to make sure that everything is balanced and that our family skeletons stay in our closet. You are intelligent, beautiful, and a fighter. Jin will come to worship you. He's the type of man that justifies his existence by those around him, and therefore tries his best to please. With a kid, and being the President's right hand, we both know that men shy away from you. You intimidate them. You have no family other than your daughter, and you cling to both her and your job for dear life. I'm offering you a seat at the round table, Mina, the Kim table, and we both know how powerful that seat is."


"The public still doesn't know about Jisoo," she whispered as she brushed her hair back, and I could see her coming over to my side, she just needed a final push.


"Tonight, I will be releasing a list of undercover FBI agents. Jisoo's name will be one of them. She will have died in service to her country. It will not take any stretch of the imagination to understand how you and Jin had a friendship that blossomed into something more. In two or three years, you will be able to go public with your relationship." I hated the fact that I was going to have to elevate Jisoo to being a damn martyr, but again, I was more focused on the big picture. This way, the President would look good and remain on our side. I would just have to take satisfaction in knowing how she truly came to an end.


"What could Jisoo have possibly been doing as an undercover FBI agent within one of Korea's elite families?"


It was a good question.


"White collar criminals," I answered. "Million dollar art scams and all that. It fits perfectly. It's set up; all I need is your agreement."


"I'm not Jin's type."


"Are you female?"


"Of course!"


"Then you're his type," I replied, waiting.


She nodded. "Fine. Please just promise me that my daughter will be safe no matter what."


"She's now Eunwoo's older cousin. I promise you that no harm will ever come to her. Now get out of my car."


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