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KIM TAEHYUNG
I walked into the conference room, my steps firm and confident. The press and paparazzi were already gathered , cameras flashing and now I couldn't help but scoff at their stupidity.
Why even take pictures when I am not going to allow any of them to post it on media?
I took my seat at the front, the spotlight on me. I looked at the expectant faces, my gaze steady and commanding.
The murmurs quietened as I cleared my throat, the room falling silent. I straightened in my seat, my gaze sweeping across the room.
"Greetings. Thank you all for coming today," I began, my voice steady and firm.
I watched as the cameras began to flash again, capturing the moment. They were all wondering why I called this press conference, and I let them speculate.
"I have an announcement to make today," I continued, my gaze roaming over the crowd.
The silence intensified, the journalists leaning forward in their seats, eager to hear what I had to say.
I took a moment, enjoying the anticipation. This was my favorite part. Having everyone's attention, their eyes fixed on me. It was a reminder of my power and influence.
I leaned forward, placing my hands on the table.
"I will be getting married soon."
The words fell onto the room like a bomb. Murmurs and whispers broke out among the journalists, surprise and curiosity written on their faces.
I waited until the room fell silent again, the whispers dying down. I could see the shock and disbelief on some of their faces, while others seemed to be trying to hide their excitement.
I leaned back, a small smirk tugging at the corner of my lips.
"And the woman I'm marrying is Ishita Choudhary."
The room erupted into chaos again. The name 'Ishita Choudhary' was whispered and exclaimed, the press trying to piece together who she was and what she was like.
I stood there, watching the commotion with a detached amusement. It was amusing to see how one name could cause such a stir.
I won't disclose her true identity about being the daughter of second largest businessman in the Seoul .
All I want is to get this news to the Choudharys and I'm sure that old man is not going to be happy about it .
"You can only give the headlines , no one is allowed to show my face to the world" I commanded and they all know if they ever went against me , only death is what they will see and the downfall of the company they belong to .
I watched as the journalists muttered amongst themselves, still trying to wrap their heads around the news.
They would write about this of course, but only the necessary information. They wouldn't dare disobey me, they knew what would happen if they did.
