Youn Ju's POV:

I went down from the hotel and found the car already there. The driver opened the door and I got inside.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, I checked myself again with my compact mirror. Okay, all set!

But before I even entered the doors of the restaurant there were men in black suit who dragged me into a car and even tied my hands.

I screamed and tried to untie the rope by using all my strength, when suddenly the guy beside me covered my face with a handkerchief which made me dizzy.

I woke up in a rundown factory and noticed that I was still wearing that dress and my hands were tied up in a chair.

"I see you're awake. I just called our boss and he is on his way to see you," the bodyguard with hideous teeth said.

"What do you guys even want from me?" I asked.

"You'll know when the boss meets you in person," he said.

The other guys who got me earlier were having fun playing cards and drinking, while I was here alone with the bodyguard.

"Why don't you join them there. Don't worry I can't get away in this seat, my hands are tied remember?" I convinced him while I was trying to loosen up my hands from the rope.

"Okay then, if you say so. Thank you for making my life easier." He said.

"Sure." I tried to grin.

He left and finally joined the other guys as well.

My wrists felt like they're going to be torn apart soon. After a few more force, it finally loosen up. Yes!

"Well look who's here." A fat ahjusshi wearing a suit came in.

"Why is no one watching this girl?" he asked.

He approached me and lifted my chin.

"Don't touch me!" I screamed out.

"Feisty eh? Our president would be so happy, now that we already have you." he said.

"What do you guys even want from me?" I asked.

"Oh, you poor girl! Don't you know who your parents were?" he asked.

I sat there dumbfounded, "What does this guy know about my parents?"

"You see your parents were both rich, they came from chaebol families. Especially your mom, she was pretty, smart, and kind. Everybody loved her, she was her parents' favorite. When your mom had you, she didn't want you to be in their world. She and your dad ran away from their parents, and tried to live a normal life. When you celebrated your first bir