❝ ＄2 million ! ❞
❝ ＄4 million ! ❞
❝ ＄𝟭𝟬 𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡 !!! ❞
❝ great choice! Mr. Kim this beautiful belongs to you now! ❞
She slowly looked up with her tearful eyes... Her eyes were begging him to set her free ... As she was staring at him...
...
"Hello..." Y/n whispered as soft as she could. Her chest heaved with an anxious silence. She looked at Jin, scared as she waited for someone to reply on the call.
Jin patted her shoulder giving her reassurance. He gave her a small nod as a signal to be patient.
"MYG hotel, how may we assist you today?" The voice on the other end was crisp and businesslike.
"Uhm, hi," Y/N began, her words low and humble. She licked her dry lips, wet. "Is there any possibility I could get the owner's contact information?" She hesitated, her voice dropping to a near whisper. "...please..."
"I'm sorry, but we can't disclose such information. If you need other assistance, please let us know," the receptionist replied, crushing Y/n's hopes brutally.
"Please, It's an emergency! —" Y/N's voice cracked with desperation.
"I'm deeply sorry, but we cannot help you with this request," the receptionist interrupted again.
"Please!" Y/N pleaded, her voice breaking. "I'm his sis—"
The line went dead.
Y/N stared at the phone in disbelief, the dial tone echoing in her ears. Her hand trembled as she slowly lowered the device.
"What did they say?" Jin.
Y/n shook her head in disappointment.
Jin's hand squeezed her shoulder a bit firmer this time. He sighed. "We'll find another way," he murmured, his voice was gentle, filled with concern.
Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, but she immediately blinked them back, refusing to let them fall. She took a deep breath. "What do we do now?" Her voice was a fragile whisper, barely holding together.
Jin sighed before he realized something.
"Where is your phone?" Jin asked, his brow furrowed.
Y/N hesitated, her mind racing. "I don't remember...wait..." She paused, struggling to recall. "I think... I left it on the road. When... he... kidnapped me, it must have slipped away..."
Ah...
Jin's eyes narrowed in thought. "Maybe..." he began, as he looked at Y/N. "We should try calling your phone."
