The Song Residence
Ji Eun stepped out of her room, already dressed for the day. Her appearance indicating sharp lines, elegant simplicity, and power in restraint. As she descended the staircase, the Song household staff lowered their gazes respectfully. But unlike usual, where the atmosphere feel lighthearted, there was something new.
Caution.
Mrs. Lin approached hesitantly.
"Young Miss… your father requests..."
"I'm not seeing him," Ji Eun said calmly, not stopping.
"I have plans."
Plans.
The word echoed.
Dangerously.
"Prepare the car," she added without turning. "And inform legal."
Mrs. Lin blinked slightly.
"Legal, Miss?"
Ji Eun stopped, just briefly. Her head tilted slightly. A slow smile forming again.
"Yes," she said.
"Today… we stop reacting."
Her eyes gleamed - cold, calculating.
"And we start making people react."
The staff couldn't help but think that the Miss is about to wreck havoc once again.