HIS MAID//KTH ✅

17

As Mrs. Kim sat in her luxurious house, her frustration boiling over, she couldn't help but vent her anger aloud. "I should have killed that bitch along with her son," she muttered bitterly, taking a sip of her wine, her face contorted with rage.

Her brother, sensing her agitation, approached her calmly, his gaze fixed on the sprawling cityscape outside. "Calm down, sister," he urged, his voice steady and reassuring. "We still have ways. For now, you must focus on the Parks. That is our best chance."

Mrs. Kim nodded, albeit reluctantly. She knew her brother was right. The Parks were a powerful family, and if her daughter Mina could marry their son Jimin, it would elevate their status significantly. "Yes, you're right," she conceded, her mind already racing with plans and strategies.

The prospect of her daughter marrying into such a prestigious family filled Mrs. Kim with a sense of anticipation. It wasn't just about securing her daughter's future; it was about seizing power and influence, cementing their place at the top of society.

With renewed determination, Mrs. Kim set her sights on orchestrating the perfect match between Mina and Jimin. She would stop at nothing to ensure their union, even if it meant resorting to underhanded tactics and manipulation.

As she plotted her next move, Mrs. Kim's brother remained by her side, offering his unwavering support and guidance. Together, they would navigate the treacherous waters of high society, using every tool at their disposal to achieve their goals.

In the world of the elite, where ambition and ruthlessness reigned supreme, Mrs. Kim was prepared to do whatever it took to secure her family's future. And as she raised her glass in a toast to their success, a steely determination glinted in her eyes, a harbinger of things to come.

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As the plane descended towards the bustling city of Seoul, a young girl sat eagerly in her seat, her heart racing with anticipation. She couldn't wait to reunite with her beloved, her excitement palpable in the air around her.

"You made me wait, but now I'll finally get to hug you as soon as I see you," she murmured softly to herself, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Her lover, who had been away for what felt like an eternity, was finally within reach, and she could hardly contain her joy.

As the aircraft touched down on the runway, the girl's anticipation grew with each passing second. She eagerly awaited the moment when she could step off the plane and into the arms of her beloved.

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The morning sun cast a gentle glow through the curtains of Taehyung's luxurious home, signaling the start of another day. While Taehyung remained immersed in slumber, Eunha was already up and about, tending to her duties as the household caretaker. With practiced efficiency, she swept through the spacious rooms, tidying up after the previous day's activities.

As she moved through the house, the scent of breakfast wafted through the air, a tantalizing reminder of the morning meal she had prepared. Eunha paused in the kitchen, glancing at the clock with a furrowed brow. Taehyung was usually awake by now, joining her for breakfast before they both went about their day.

However, as minutes stretched into an hour, there was still no sign of Taehyung. With a sigh of resignation, Eunha realized that she would have to start her day without him. She finished preparing breakfast, setting the table for one instead of two.

As she ate her meal alone, Eunha couldn't help but wonder about Taehyung's absence. Was he caught up in work? Was something bothering him? The questions lingered in her mind as she cleared away the dishes and prepared to head to the office.