Rachel found herself sinking deeper into the water, her strength waning with each passing moment. She resigned herself to her fate, allowing the current to carry her. Just as she accepted her impending demise, a hand reached out and pulled her back to the surface, bringing her back to life. Blinking her watery eyes, she drifted into unconsciousness.
"Rachel!"
"Rachel!"
Ahjumma and Amber scoured the lake with their team, searching desperately for Rachel. Suddenly, a commotion in the water caught their attention. Everyone watched as bubbles emerged, signaling signs of life below. Without hesitation, a man emerged from the water, pulling someone along with him. As they reached the shore, he cradled Rachel's fragile body in his arms.
"He's so... attractive," Amber accidentally blurted out, earning a swift slap from Ahjumma.
"Our Rachel just came back from the brink of death, and you're worried about that?" Ahjumma scolded, while Amber pouted in defense. They hurried over to them as the man laid Rachel down, breathing heavily. Clasping his hands together, he pressed hard on Rachel's stomach. After what felt like an eternity, Rachel coughed up water and regained consciousness, only to faint again.
"Rachel, open your eyes," Amber pleaded, gently tapping her cheeks.
"She's fine," the man said coldly, running a hand through his hair. "Don't panic. Lay, arrange a private flight to Seoul."
Amber collapsed to the ground, turning crimson as she noticed another presence nearby. Lay bowed politely, extending a hand to Amber. She turned even redder, grateful for the dim lighting that concealed her embarrassment. Ahjumma chuckled at their interaction, amused by their antics. Rachel was transported back to her home.
"It's nearly impossible to convince her," Amber explained for the umpteenth time to the man before her.
"Nothing is impossible. Just do as I say. Pack her things," he ordered, his gaze fixed on Rachel's room upstairs. "I know how to handle brats like her."
"We'll see about that," Amber muttered under her breath, loud enough for the man to hear.
Later on...
"She's awake," Ahjumma announced to everyone.
"Are you all ready? We have a flight back to Seoul in exactly eighty-five minutes," the man reminded them, checking his watch before heading upstairs to Rachel's room.
"Are you sure she'll agree to come?" Lay asked with concern.
"I'm sure she won't," he replied, "But she'll definitely be going back to Seoul."
With each step he took towards her room, everyone held their breath. The man entered without knocking.
Rachel's eyeliner smeared slightly as she sensed someone entering her room. "What the...?" she began, turning to glare at the man before her. "Don't you have any manners?"
The man scoffed, sitting casually at the edge of the table and folding his arms.
"Are you done with your makeup?" he asked, uninterested, scanning the room while ignoring her irritation.
"Who the...?"
"You need to hurry. We have a flight to catch," he replied bluntly, wasting no time.
"Flight? What flight?" Rachel demanded, her eyes flashing with anger.
"To Seoul."
"I'm not going anywhere," she firmly declared, turning back to the mirror to fix her smudged eyeliner.
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AGENT OH (EDITING)
ActionShe is the only daughter of South Korea's President Kim Jisoo. She lived her most part of life in US but an political emergency compelled her to return to her home country. He was brought back from the dark to save her, his darkest past is linked to...
