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DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S WORSE THAN HATING SOMEONE? It is to be pitiful of someone. The worst feeling someone can have towards you is pity, that's literally worse than someone hating you.
Knocks were heard at the main door of the Han mansion, causing several bodyguards to shout to stop the person banging so hard on the main door, after having jumped over the mansion's gates. The screams of many men could be heard, trying to stop and detain the individual unknown to them, although to Yura, that individual was not unknown.
The couple got up from their sleep, Yura looked at the clock, 4:44 in the morning. Yura was terrified of number 4, not only because he believed in Chinese legends, but also because that time was the time he promised to kill those people.
"Who is this at this hour?" Seunghoon asked in a call with the lead bodyguard. "He's asking about Yura?" At that moment the man looked at his wife with a puzzled face, "Name?" And that's when Yura got out of bed and went to her closet to put on a robe over her silk nightgown.
"I won't be long," saying this, the woman left on her way to the main door, finding many men stopping her former classmate, Myeongo, "You can leave, I will talk to him, and he will leave," at this order the men released him with great force that made Myeongo fall to the ground, making him moan in pain. "What a shame, have you hurt yourself?" She said with a mocking tone, while she laughed and began walking towards the outdoor table in the backyard of the mansion.
They both sat down, one in front of the other, "Are you so rich that you can't offer me anything?" he said with a mocking hiss as he looked at the large mansion behind Yura's back.
"We both know that a pig only eats leftovers and shit, I don't have that in my house unless you want to eat my dog's leftover food," she replied with a mocking smile while tapping on the table with her acrylic nails freshly made. Wine red, is her favourite colour. "Why did you come at four in the morning, Son Myeongo? Didn't Sara ask you to fuck her, or is it Hyejeong this time?" Yura started to laugh, she looked like a crazy person who had just been told that someone she hated had died. Myeongo was not scared, however, he was aware of the monster that Yura had become, the power she had, the money, the luxuries, the accessibility of being able to murder anyone and that there would be no remains of the deaths, Myeongo He knew it, as did the others in his group, however, he was the only one who was aware of this.
"Did you know she killed Yoon Sohee?" Yura laughed again, but this time it was a psychopathic laugh, a laugh that made the bodyguards behind her lower their heads, they knew that when she started laughing like that, something bad was going to happen, but this time, They were wrong, Yura was having fun, she was very curious why Dongeun had chosen to tell that information to Myeongo.
