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Chapter 1

“I’m going off now, mom!”

A beautiful woman, clad in a simple white blouse and black skinny jeans that showed off her curves, hurriedly climbed down the stairs to the entrance of her apartment. Before making her way to her destination, she stopped by into the kitchen to kiss her mother on the cheeks, who was busily preparing breakfast for the small family.

“Aren’t you going to have breakfast first, dear?” her middle-aged mother asked, concerned for her daughter’s health.

The man of the family sat at the dinner table while reading the newspaper, casually ignoring the scene near him.

His daughter warily looked at him for a moment, but continued to answer her mother’s question.

“Sorry mom… gonna have to skip breakfast today. I need to go to a very important lecture early right now.”

After her reason was already spoken out, she gripped her shoulder bag tightly and rushed out the room with no hesitation.

The sound of the front door being shut can be heard from the kitchen.

Silence.

“Honey…when are you going to start talking with Sunyoung? She is our only daughter, if you have somehow forgotten. Or did your busy days at work caused you to have a slight case of amnesia?” Mrs. Park said to her husband.

Mr. Park broke his gaze from the article that he was reading to look at his wife in front of him, an indifferent expression plastered onto his face.

“I’ll talk to her when she is willing to speak to me first about important things.”

He went back to reading the news.

And all Mrs. Park could do was to heave a frustrated sigh at her husband’s behaviour before resuming cooking a slightly smaller breakfast for both of them.

‘If only you could have focused more on your daughter when she needs you most, instead of going to your business meetings almost every day.'

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Park Sunyoung or more widely known as Hyomin by her friends, walked briskly towards the bus-stop near her house. This was a slight contrast to the moving around she did while she was inside her humble abode. Maybe the rare intimidating presence of her father in the house made her do that.

She never had a close relationship with her domineering father ever since she was in primary school. There are multiple reasons for this. Firstly, it was his attitude. He had never shown a liking towards his daughter. Whenever she wanted to talk with him, he would always let it go into one ear and out the next ear. Hyomin had always thought that she was an adopted child or something like that, but no, she already checked and that she was indeed her parents’ biological daughter.

The other main reason is that her father was rarely at home. She was quite shocked to see him in the kitchen just now. Usually, he would always sleep in since he comes home in the dead of night. Hyomin had asked her mother what her father usually does at work to make him return home so late, but all she got was a shrug and a somber expression as an answer. After that, she never asked about her father again…

Mr. Park was such an enigma to her...even his own wife barely knew anything about him.

Hyomin shook off the thought and focused on the matter at hand. There was an important lecture later at her university and she needed to get there quick. Luckily for her, as she reached the bus-stop, the bus had already come to a stop in front of her. She boarded it without realizing that someone was watching her every move.

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“Target spotted.”

The woman in black removed the binoculars from her large round eyes, and proceeded to follow her target’s bus to the university via the rooftops all around her.

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