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The bright light shining through the curtains stung her eyes.
"Mmmm..."
With her eyes closed tightly, Kim Ji-Hee felt around for her blanket, mumbling, "Blan... ket... blan... ket..."
It was missing.
"Aaah... dang it..."
She suddenly remembered that Uncle Cha Min-Sung had left the room's heating on too high the night before, so she had pushed her blanket off of the bed in the middle of the night.
Rolling over, Kim Ji-Hee buried her face into the soft sheets with a blissful grin. "How... nice..."
The bed was so soft that she felt her whole body relax. She was on the verge of falling back asleep, but at that moment, an extremely important memory flickered to life in her mind, and Kim Ji-Hee forced her eyes open.
"Ah... um..."
It was precisely because this bed was so comfortable that Kim Ji-Hee realized she wasn't in her usual bedroom.
"Mister?" Rolling onto her back, she sat up and glanced around. Instead of the cute rabbit-patterned wallpaper of her usual room, there were paintings and photos hanging on the walls.
"Mister..." she mumbled, lifting her right hand to rub her eyes.
Sliding down from the bed, she stumbled across the room, clasping the doorknob with both hands. Pushing open the squeaking door, Kim Ji-Hee emerged into a large living room. She shuffled on toward the adjoining kitchen.
"Hm, hm, hmm." A middle-aged man hummed cheerfully as he cooked, wearing a cute apron that didn't quite suit his dignified appearance.
"It's the rich... uncle," Kim Ji-Hee called out.
This middle-aged man was named Cha Min-Sung, the current president of the Il-Sung Group.
He turned to her with a smile. "Oh! You're awake, Ji-Hee."
At Kim Ki-Rok's request,...
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