Chapter 07 Threatening Plan

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“Haa, haa… …!”

The glass window, which was already more than half broken, fell down in an instant.

Hee-joo, who pierced the remaining pieces with her feet, finally managed to escape.

“Haha, hahaha… ….”

She leaned against the distorted bonnet and let out a hollow laugh.

The cold raindrops falling on her face felt refreshing for some reason.

“… ….”

It was now a month until the election camp of the city council.

A smile gradually began to appear on Hee-joo’s face as she suddenly looked down at her hands.

Let’s stop.

Let’s come down without any regrets in a place that doesn’t suit us.

In a way that doesn’t require the 2 billion won in liquidated damages… …!

Her gaze deepened as she looked at the heavy palm.

The negotiation phone that the hostage taker had modified was in her hand.

‘I… … have to divorce us.’

* * *

To threaten the Blue House spokesperson.

To pretend to be ‘that hostage-taker’ and get what she wants―.

“Ah… , ah… … .”

She carefully tried to cry out her voice as she ate her slow dinner.

‘How many years has it been since I’ve felt this motivated?’

Just thinking about threatening Baek Sa-eon seemed to energize her body.

Even as she sat alone at the spacious table and took a spoonful of rice, a smile escaped her lips.

Each time she moved her arm, her shoulders tensed, but this driving force was more effective than a painkiller shot.

『Baek Sa-eon, the Blue House spokesperson, thanked the Argan government for cooperating in the release of the hostages.

I also express my gratitude to the international community, including the country and international organizations… ―』

The news showed Baek Sa-eon’s video all day long.

When the inside story of the negotiations between Argan’s armed forces and the media was revealed,
people began to talk about Baek Sa-eon’s skills in controlling the media.

Hee-ju turned off the TV without any regrets.

“… …!”

That was when she raised her head.

The door lock was pressed sharply, and soon the sound of slippers dragging on the floor could be heard. Hee-ju froze and pricked up her ears.

A person who made her tense just by the sound of his presence.

‘A workaholic who always leaves work at midnight, why did you come early?’

From the moment she remembered, the tall silhouette that had always been tall turned the corner and stopped walking.

Hee-joo froze, still holding her spoon.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Their eyes met, no different than usual, indifferently.

They would just pass by.

As if there was nothing but wallpaper and furniture there.

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