𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 |Taelisa|✓

07|Painful Past|

AUTHOR POV

The next morning in the Kim mansion, Jennie and Verna were already awake, orchestrating affairs in the opulent main hall. Jennie, dressed in a beautiful outfit, settled onto the couch, turning to her mother with a furrowed brow. "Mother, did you see how my brother took her side? I don't understand why he's doing this," she inquired, her confusion evident. The atmosphere in the room held tension as they grappled with the unfolding situation, and Verna looked at her daughter with a thoughtful expression before responding.

Verna, with an evil chuckle, replied, "It's just a game, darling. Taehyung knows what he's doing. He's my son; he'll ensure Lisa meets her end. She means nothing to us." The ambiance of the luxurious mansion added a layer of extravagance to the scene, with the opulent details reflecting the family's wealth and status. Verna, seated regally nearby, continued her explanation with a sly smile.

"Lisa's presence threatens our standing, my dear. Your brother understands the importance of protecting what's rightfully ours. This is just a strategic move." Jennie, though still perplexed, couldn't help but absorb the commanding atmosphere surrounding her. "But why involve emotions? It feels so real," she expressed, her concern evident.

Verna's eyes gleamed with a calculating glint. "Emotions are a powerful weapon, my love. They make the game more convincing. Your brother is playing his part perfectly. Lisa won't stand a chance. And Taehyung is not involved with her." The morning sun streamed through the mansion's expansive windows, casting a golden hue on the opulent surroundings. The air was filled with tension, a subtle undercurrent beneath the façade of luxury.

Verna looked at the maids and ordered, "Go and prepare everything for my husband and clean the room. I want everything to be fine." They all nodded and went to do their work. Verna then turned to Jennie and said, "We need to behave like a loving family and also behave well in front of your stepdad. I don't want him to suspect anything."

Verna, still seated with an air of authority, continued their sinister dialogue against Lisa, her tone dripping with malice. "Lisa is nothing but a pawn in this grand game, my dear," Verna sneered, her sly smile growing. "Your brother is merely using her to further our agenda. She's oblivious to the fact that her demise is inevitable."

Jennie, fully immersed in the darkness of her mother's intentions, added with a cold smirk, "She thinks she can disrupt our perfect world. How naive! Brother is playing her like a puppet, and soon she'll realize the strings lead to her destruction." The opulent surroundings seemed to amplify the venom in their words as if the very walls were absorbing the malevolence of their scheming. The morning sunlight is now casting ominous shadows on the luxurious furnishings, creating an eerie contrast to the wealth that enveloped them.

Verna's calculating gaze fixed on Jennie, her voice lowering to a conspiratorial tone. "Your brother is adept at this, my love. He understands the art of manipulation. Lisa is merely a means to an end-a sacrificial lamb for the preservation of our legacy." Jennie's gaze sharpened, mirroring her mother's malicious intent. "Mother, I despise Lisa. I want to see her suffer, stripped of everything she has," she declared, her voice dripping with venom.

Verna's sly smile widened, her evil chuckle filling the opulent hall. "That's my girl. We can't let emotions cloud our vision. Lisa's wealth and property are rightfully ours. We'll take everything from her, leaving her with nothing but regret." The luxurious surroundings seemed to absorb their sinister energy, as Verna continued, "We'll ruin her reputation and tarnish every connection she has. Our family's standing will only rise as her crumbles."

As they plotted, the morning sun casting an eerie glow on their faces, Verna spoke with chilling determination, "Lisa's downfall will be our triumph. We'll revel in her misery as she loses everything she holds dear." The air in the opulent hall thickened with malevolence, the intricate details of the mansion echoing the darkness of their hearts. Verna's eyes glinted with ruthless ambition, and Jennie's expression morphed into a cold mask of cruelty.