Seoul, South Korea.
Park Sang-cheol's subordinate suddenly ran to his office in a panic and said anxiously, "Master, I saw Zara at KBS TV station just now!"
Park Sang-cheol's subordinate was watching television earlier when he noticed that the person being interviewed was actually Zara.
Jordan had arranged this on purpose. He had to let Park Sang-cheol's people know that Zara had come to South Korea. Only then they would send people to capture her. They had to do things in this way. If Zara took the initiative to approach Park Sang-cheol, he would definitely be on guard and feel that she was up to no good.
Park Sang-cheol was puzzled. "Zara? That ordinary-looking relative of Jordan's who was in Orlando?"
Park Sang-cheol's subordinate affirmed. "Yes, Master. It's that woman."
Park Sang-cheol suddenly gritted his teeth and clenched his right hand. "This jinx failed miserably and spoiled everything. She caused me to nearly fall into Jordan's hands. Follow her for two days and see what she's up to in South Korea. If there's no danger, capture her over."
"Yes!"
Three days later.
During an internal singing audition at an entertainment agency.
"Hello, I'm Zara Blaine from the US. I want to be your company's trainee."
Zara was wearing a cute short skirt and introduced herself politely. At this moment, her combat strength was already astonishing. She was extremely strong and could be described as terrifying.
However, she still looked like a weak and delicate little girl.
Suddenly, someone kicked the door open and entered.
"Hahaha, Zara, you're really bold. You dare to come to our country to be an artiste trainee? You want to be an artiste? Why don't you take a look in the mirror? Does our country accept trash?"
It was Park Sang-cheol's subordinate who had liaised with her the most in Orlando.
Zara recognized this person. She remembered his voice and recalled how he had threatened her in Orlando. She wished she could kill him immediately.
However, she couldn't do that. If she killed him now, she wouldn't be able to get close to Park Sang-cheol.
The Park residence was heavily guarded. She would never be able to get in if she tried to force her way in. Therefore, Zara pretended to be afraid and hid in the corner.
"Don't... don't come over. I beg you to let me live."
Park Sang-cheol's subordinate snorted. "Let you live? You caused me and my master to nearly die in the US! You jinx! Come, come with me to see Master!"
Zara shook her head vigorously. "No, I don't want to see him. Please, don't let me see him again. I'm afraid."
Smack!
Park Sang-cheol's subordinate slapped Zara. "If you don't want me to hit you again, behave yourself!"
Park Sang-cheol's subordinates grabbed Zara and dragged her off. However, he realized that Zara was a little heavier than them.
Park Sang-cheol's subordinate sized up Zara and realized that her legs were longer than before. He was overjoyed and patted her legs, taking advantage of her. "Not bad, Zara. Why do I feel that your figure is better than before?"
Zara endured the humiliation. She couldn't resist now.
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