Chapter 50
“You’re not an ordinary face, huh? Sister? Or brother?”
Yuhwa chuckled, clearing her throat. Her laughter grew louder, as if she genuinely enjoyed the situation.
After laughing with her head turned back for a while, Yuhwa lowered her gaze towards me.
Her gaze scraped something unsettlingly across my body.
“Yeah, Yugyeom said that.”
Bang. Faint gunfire echoed from somewhere. The sound was faint, but the pain piercing through my chest was intense.
Just a hallucination.
“Did you want to ask about this?”
No, is it really a hallucination?
Should I just dismiss and ignore something that might happen within an hour?
It might be closer to intuition than a hallucination. Like writing a will before one dies, perhaps it’s a warning nibbling at me in advance, or maybe it’s divine mercy.
My fingernails dug into my clenched fist, matching the depth of the skin. My lips curled up to match it.
“What should I do? I really have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Deciding to play ignorant as much as possible to quickly get out of this situation became my goal. Whether it would work or not was uncertain.
“Fine. You can keep pretending not to know. Today, I’m feeling great.”
Yuhwa’s face, staring at me, genuinely seemed happy.
Meanwhile, the more I thought, the more uneasy I felt.
Yuhwa leaned forward.
“The relationship between Yugyeom and me? It’s not good. But have you ever seen siblings getting along well? My brother is originally someone only I can hit.”
Her pale face, now closer, contorted strangely with excitement.
“Oh my. Where did my brother get such a beating? Can I just stand by as his sister?”
Why was she so excited about that? Maybe it’s better not to know.
Yuhwa took a deep breath and continued.
“So, to sum it up, Yugyeom sent the messages himself, and he also asked me to go out and scold you. Ah, well, it’s not like I did it for free. We made a deal. Win-win.”
It’s suspicious that Yugyeom would send Yuhwa to me on a day when he couldn’t move. But that doesn’t mean it’s not true.
Although Yuhwa and Yugyeom have a clear enmity, if they made a deal, the story changes.
What does Ichang not know? If it were Ichang, he would have torn apart any deal with Yuhwa, so he might have acted without saying anything.
“Yeonbyeol.”
Being called by that name strangely reminded me of a face that looked nothing like the person in front of me.
Even though my name was rarely spoken between us, it was vivid each time it was mentioned.
“The important thing is…”
Yuhwa, rising from the table, leaned forward and tilted her waist towards me.
“You can’t escape from him until the day you die.”
Shadows fell across her face as she blocked the light. Yuhwa whispered, her black pupils gleaming like those of a beast.
“I’ll never forget my brother.”
She kicked the chair aside with her foot and circled around the table to stand in front of me.
Her expression changed in an instant, as if flipping a palm. It went from pitiful to sad, considering my plight.
Tap. Her finger pierced my chest. It was right where the pain started.
“All those who came in here and ran away.”
Her eyes, now close to mine, deepened like a hypnotic trance.
“So the only way to escape is to kill you first.”
She whispered softly.
“Right now, it might seem like he still has feelings for you. But it’s all fake. Haven’t you been fooled too?”
The pounding in my ears stopped.
“Yugyeom.”
“Did you come to kill me?”
What shook me now wasn’t the fact that Yuhwa might have been sent by Yugyeom or her whisper.
“So, do you want to kill me?”
Even though I vividly remembered the answer from that day.
Yet there was an urgent determination, perhaps bordering on recklessness, to meet Yugyeom.
“Well, what do you want to do?”
I wanted to ask again, face to face, not an answer spat out under the influence of alcohol.
It wasn’t sincere. So I should have told her to stop what she was doing now to repay what I received.
“What should I do?”
I couldn’t read her thoughts from her pitch-black pupils. After what seemed like an eternity, Yuhwa chuckled deeply.
“I told you. Kill first.”
She grabbed my wrist and lifted it up. Her grip felt chillingly cold.
“With these pretty hands of yours.”
A glass bottle fell onto my palm. The transparent liquid inside shimmered. It was a small bottle, probably containing just a few drops.
“It won’t be lethal, but it’ll incapacitate him. Well, if he can’t move, he’ll figure it out on his own, right?”
The transparent liquid in the bottle shimmered. Yuhwa folded my fingers over the bottle.
“Ending it with poison is too easy.”
I still couldn’t adapt to the way people in this world think. It was clear I never would.
“He’ll be here soon. We agreed to meet.”
Yuhwa glanced at the clock.
The clock now pointed to 8:30. It was hard to believe it had only been 30 minutes since I met her.
“Why are you telling me this? You said you made a deal with Yugyeom.”
Yuhwa, turning her body to look down at me, had a strange glint in her eyes. A shadowy smile crept onto her twisted lips.
“The deal is already over.”
It wasn’t strange at all for Yuhwa to stab Yugyeom in the back.
I understood why she would use me to kill Yugyeom.
As long as the boss of Utopia, her father, was alive, Yuhwa couldn’t directly kill Yugyeom.
The man called “father” by everyone in Utopia had a conservative side to him.
From naming his daughter “Hwa” to making her attend bridal classes instead of teaching her organizational work like his other sons.
He probably never knew.
That his daughter, who he hoped would just stay in her place like her name suggests, would trample over all seven of her brothers to reach the highest position.
“Is he really your father’s blood?”
“Of course. My father brought him himself.”
The alien-looking hair and the skin whiter than that hair.
Her graceful features were beautiful, but there was not a single resemblance to her father.
But whenever a faint flash passed through her light-colored eyes, it was darker than blood.
In the end, the successor brought by her father, who reluctantly allowed Yuhwa to hold such a high position, was Yugyeom.
“But will anything change? He’s just a kid after all.”
“You couldn’t satisfy yourself with just having him around? You’re too obvious. I’ve never seen you smile at Yuhwa even once.”
The suddenly appeared half-brother.
Yuhwa, who waited eagerly for the day she could climb to the top and claim what she hadn’t been able to, trampled over everything and killed Yugyeom with Kang Taejun, making it a happy ending for her alone.
“So, shall we go now?”
Yuhwa smiled and reached out her hand. Her large palm was filled with scars and calluses.
As I stared down at her hand, I looked up.
Behind Yuhwa’s shoulder, I saw Angel. When our eyes met, Angel nodded slightly.
“Where did we agree to meet?”
“In the underground parking lot.”
“…Ah.”
With a sigh-like response, I stood up without taking Yuhwa’s hand.
“What should I do?”
And I dropped the bottle onto her palm.
“Today seems a bit inconvenient.”
Handing Yuhwa the bottle, just like she did, I tried to put on a genuinely sympathetic expression.
“Jiwoon is here. You know? Our brother’s secretary.”
As I took a step back, Yuhwa grabbed my wrist. Her grip was immense. I barely stifled a groan as her face came down to mine.
“If not now, Yugyeom will kill you, right?”
Yuhwa’s forced smile was more menacing than when she openly expressed her anger.
No matter how much I needed to meet Yugyeom… It was as natural as not being able to eat poisoned bread.
Could I follow Yuhwa? And what awaited at the end?
In the original, the end was Yugyeom’s death.
“There’s nothing we can do. After all, it’s our brother who’s holding my leash right now.”
“What if it doesn’t work out next time?” I added with a poignant voice, hoping my tearful face would convince her. Hoping she would just let it go and leave me alone.
Yuhwa lowered her eyes as if contemplating my words for a moment.
“It’s not just Jiwoon. Even if it’s just those following him…”
“Should I get rid of them?”
I was speechless at her immediate response.
“I’ll take care of all the bothersome ones. How about that?”
Yuhwa handed me the bottle with the same smooth motion, not grabbing my wrist this time. The glass bottle slid smoothly into my handbag.
As I looked at her face, where one corner of her mouth curled up slightly, I felt more anxious than ever before.
It was at that moment that my wandering thoughts were abruptly brought back.
Beep beep beep—
The fire alarm sounded loudly throughout the department store.
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