Chapter 9

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Jimin steadily walked out of the toilet into the waiting area to be met by four blank eyes. Their souls were empty, so empty that it was hard to judge whether they were alive or dead. He was going to greet them but was interrupted by a phone call; summons to damnation! "Damn it!", was all Jimin could say. "It's best if I don't answer it and why is he calling at this hour?". Y/N's parents look at Jimin in a judgmental way but later shrugged it off. Jimin just got a whole lot worse

In the mansion:

The cordless rang louder, so loud that Miss Marianne, Jimin's personal maid, instantly smelled danger coming upon this already wretched mansion. "H-hello!", was all she could before a man, Jimin's father, Mr. Daniel, started screaming his lungs out from the other side of the phone, "Where is that damned Jack and that absolutely hideous spoiled brat Jimin?". "Bonjour sire! I'm afraid tables have turned and God's anger is upon this shelter sire.", she stammered the words out. "Just spill woman!", Mr. Daniel demanded authoritatively. "Sire, Sire Jimin shot Jack in the head multiple times. He's no more. And Sire Jimin hasn't returned home yet.", Miss Marianne answered in a grieving tone. Soon Mr. Daniel's voice deepened, deepened to the depths of this earth, "Don't inform Jimin, I'm coming tomorrow.", and with that he hung up and so did Miss Marianne as tears started streaming down her wrinkled tan skin.
Miss Marianne loved Jimin like her own son. She knew Jimin like the back of her hand but his anger feared her alot. And her ideology of protecting Jimin was always by following the rules because that never disturbed the cycle nor did it create unrest. But the arrival of Mr. Daniel were sirens of disaster, much awaited disasters or were they the turning points? She always hoped for the best but no best could be expected from this duo. This hatred was going to go down in the history of the Armanto family.

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