Flora gnawed nervously at her nails. She panicked and felt anxious as Sam still hadn't woken up.
Flora ran her hands through her hair anxiously. She remembered how earlier, she had given Sam an excessive amount of her sleeping pills. She had done it because Sam had been raging like a madman.
"Wake up, Sam! Wake up!" Flora climbed onto the bed, shaking Sam's body.
Unfortunately, her efforts yielded nothing. Sam continued to sleep soundly and unconscious.
"Sam, please wake up! If you continue like this... I don't know what to do," Flora whimpered. She continued to shake Sam's weak and helpless body.
Feeling confused, Flora finally could only cry while lying on the man's chest.
"Why does something like this have to happen to me... when I'm willing to do all of this just for the man I love," she murmured.
She never realized that her affection was akin to killing someone. Her love was a poison that made the person she loved experience what hell of life truly meant.
***
Madelin tidied her hair in front of the mirror. For a moment, she observed her appearance, which looked simple yet elegant. Today, Micel would take her to meet someone important in his business.
"I wonder why Micel has invited me? Does this person want to know something from me?" Madelin mumbled to herself. She was curious about the person who wanted to meet her.
"Madelin, are you ready? We'll leave soon," Micel said suddenly as he entered the dressing room.
Madelin nodded, then grabbed her shoulder bag and walked towards Micel.
***
"Are you sure she'll come?" Madelin whispered softly.
"Of course. She's not late yet, so just relax. We deliberately left earlier to be prepared," Micel replied calmly.
"Hmm, I see. By the way, why does this person want to meet me so badly? I mean, it's true that you and she are collaborating on this project. But why does she need to go to the trouble of wanting to meet me?" Madelin asked curiously.
"I'm not entirely sure about that. I've honestly asked her about it. But it seems like she doesn't want to answer clearly. Also, because I don't want to introduce you to just anyone, that's why I came along to accompany you here," Micel said.
Madelin sighed. "Hopefully, she's not a strange person who makes everything even more chaotic. You know how tired I am of dealing with crazy people in my life." Madelin also didn't want to get involved with strange people who would make her life even more chaotic.
"That's why I'm here to make sure. If she's someone suspicious, I won't hesitate to cancel this business deal. I don't want to make things difficult for you," Micel said, looking at Madelin intently.
Madelin smiled, gently patting Micel's hand. "Alright, I trust you. I know you're someone reliable."
"Ah, it seems like she's here," Micel suddenly said.
Automatically, Madelin looked around for the person. And as she searched for the figure, her eyes accidentally met the person she was looking for.
"Good evening, Miss Micel," the person greeted warmly.
Micel nodded. "Good evening, Mrs. Kim. I believe you must be tired. How about I order a cold drink for you?" Micel offered kindly.
Mrs. Kim smiled. "Of course, please choose a drink that Miss Micel likes. I know Miss Micel has a good taste in drinks," Mrs. Kim praised.
Micel then called the waiter and ordered a drink that he thought Madelin would like.
"By the way, Mrs. Kim, this is Madelin, the model who works under my agency. Didn't you say earlier that you really wanted to meet our model?" Micel began the conversation.
"Of course. I really want to meet her. But first, may we get to know each other?" Mrs. Kim asked politely.
Sensitive to Mrs. Kim's intention, Madelin quickly introduced herself politely. Madelin herself was quite aware of Mrs. Kim's figure. A career woman known for her success in business. And also the mother of her husband's mistress, Flora. Mrs. Kim and her daughter Flora were known as exemplary women figures in the business world. The mother-daughter duo often caught the public's attention. It could be said that they were idols in the business world.
"You're very friendly and polite. Miss Micel seems lucky to have someone like you in his business. Oh, by the way, what's your impression of working with Nike? Did you know that Nike is a model under the subsidiary I founded?"
"Nike is a very pleasant colleague. He's very easygoing. Also, thanks to his presence, the atmosphere at work feels even more enjoyable. He also entertains the people who help us while working. It seems like you're also very fortunate to have someone like Nike in your business," Madelin returned the compliment.
Mrs. Kim chuckled softly. "He's indeed a pleasant child. Fortunately, my daughter Flora brought him into our business."
Hearing Flora's name mentioned, honestly, made Madelin slightly annoyed. However, as much as possible, Madelin restrained herself. She shouldn't let her feelings get the better of her. Even though Flora was Mrs. Kim's daughter, it didn't mean Madelin had to dislike Mrs. Kim.
"We're both lucky to find talented people like Madelin and Nike," Micel chimed in.
"That's true," Mrs. Kim replied cheerfully.
Madelin felt that Mrs. Kim's cheerful demeanor seemed genuine. It was very different from her daughter, who, in Madelin's eyes, seemed to carry falsehood within her.
"It seems that all of us here are enjoying each other's company. I believe our conversation will flow smoothly. So, I prefer we speak casually. There's no need to be too formal," Mrs. Kim said casually.
"Alright. Mrs. Kim, may I ask you something? What's your purpose in asking Micel to meet me? I thought I was just an ordinary model who isn't very well-known, it's unlikely to attract the attention of someone as great as you. Besides, even for working with Nike, it's not considered remarkable enough to catch your attention. Do you have another purpose for meeting me?" Madelin looked at Mrs. Kim with a calm yet somewhat intimidating gaze.
"You have something interesting about you. I think you're charismatic." Mrs. Kim sounded as if she didn't directly answer Madelin's question.