Chapter 193
Seoul, Korea
NuStarr Talent Management Headquarters
“The existence of your little sister was a complete surprise?” Ong Se-Ri asked.
Myo Mi-Sun and Dae-Ho both nodded.
“Fate is what caused our paths to cross,” Myo Mi-Sun humbly said. “That and my ridiculously observant better half made sure our paths crossed again to be sure. He knew before I did; the family resemblance is uncanny,” she said with a smile, looking to Pan Jin.
Pan Jin blushed.
“Your fiancé?” Ong Se-Ri said in a clipped tone.
“Is not the topic of this interview,” Rain reminded her in a warning tone, losing character. “Beyond sharing a father, and them sharing a mother, we all have the same thing in common: a longing for a family that loves them. Pan Jin has that now, and she will have that in the future as well from more than just one family. My family is growing, Dae-Ho’s is as well, so that means her family is growing, too.”
Ong Se-Ri fought to keep her snide comment to herself.
Kita was standing back, watching out of view of the camera.
If needed, he’d shoot the reporter and dispose of the body if she made one more comment that he didn’t like.
“Aren’t you worried that some will accuse you of using this discovery of family as a distraction from your latest that is destined to flop?” Ong Se-Ri asked.
Rain motioned for Kita to stay.
Dae-Ho chuckled. “As tasteless as the question is, the answer is insultingly simple. No. My cousin has never, not once, and never will, use infantile means to appease the public or the Production House for whatever project she is working on at the time.”
Pan Jin and Rain both knew that Dae-Ho would take over the interview given the chance, and it was something Rain didn’t care if he did or not. Pan Jin was grateful he was though, because she hated answering questions, especially for this reporter.
“Her engagement seems rather rushed and convenient,” Ong Se-Ri argued. “Myo Mi-Sun rushed into an engagement with Gang Moon and once that ended she rushed into an engagement with her bodyguard. The Nation’s Queen of Romance truly hasn’t got a clue when it comes to romance, does she?” she mused.
Kita pressed the power button on the camera then motioned for the cameraman to get out.
Rain shook her head. “Gang Moon was a stalker that forced me to be by his side and forced me into a relationship that I never wanted,” she said. “I was weak and confused as to what a relationship should look and feel like. Having a mother that tried to kill her daughter, multiple times, and that succeeded in killing herself and husband, and an aunt that seduced my father and abandoned her son and husband, weren’t the best examples of a healthy relationship.”
Ong Se-Ri gave her a look.
“Then, the most beautiful man I have ever seen walked into my life, dropped me a few times,” Rain said with a smile, blushing, and Kita rolled his eyes. “But he always caught me first and never hurt me. Unlike you, I didn’t sleep my way into a job. Never, not once, did I ever compromise who I am and what I believe to be right, for a job. And you know that.”
“Bouncing from one fiancé to another in only weeks is no better than me sleeping with a station head for a segment,” Ong Se-Ri amusingly informed her. “You are merely slow to the game.”
Kita rolled his neck, causing it to crack, loudly.
Rain smirked. “Unlike you, I now know what it feels like to be in someone’s heart, to feel safe in his embrace, and to be completely, unequivocally, happy for the first time in my life. When he looks at me, I forget how to breathe. And when he caresses me, regardless of how platonic or slight the contact, it causes goosebumps to cover my skin. When he whispers my name, everything else in the world fades into the background and it’s just he and I. And his kiss leaves me breathless and wanting more.”
Ong Se-Ri glared at her.
“Unlike you, I never forgot who I am or that I deserve more,” Rain said. “It just took a decent, wonderful man and his lovingly, amusing in criminal ways, family to remind me of that. You and everyone else, they can’t take that from me or the happiness I’ve found.”
“You’re tempting me to turn down the job your little billionaire is offering so I can do just that,” she warned.
Rain shrugged as if it didn’t matter. “It is your life, Se-Ri, so do what you want with it. But I’m done trying to help you not screw it up any more than you already have.”
Dae-Ho laughed.
“Shut up, Fat Boy,” Ong Se-Ri sneered.
“You’re one to talk,” he scoffed. “You’ve gained five-kilos since being served.”
Pan Jin laughed when the two started arguing.
Kita’s mobile phone vibrated in his pocket; he had taken his com out while Rain got ready for her interview so they had privacy and hadn’t remembered to put it back in.
It was Lula calling, again.
Rain motioned with her chin for him to take the call, that it was okay since Ong Se-Ri and Dae-Ho were preoccupied with their bantering.
“Yes?” Kita asked when he put the mobile phone to his ear.
The expression on his face went from amusement to something else, something Rain had never seen from him before, and it stole her entire attention.
When tears flooded Kita’s eyes, Rain knew something happened.
Something bad.
“Interview is over,” Rain said, getting to her feet. “Prepare better questions and we’ll try again later. Right now something pressing has come up,” she said, pulling her clip-mic off and set it and the receiver on the chair.
Pan Jin and Dae-Ho followed her lead without being told.
Rain hurried over to Kita. “What is it?” she whispered when the hand holding his mobile phone started violently shaking. She pried the phone from him and handed it to whoever was closest. “Find out what happen,” she instructed as she frantically wiped away the tears that rolled down Kita’s cheeks. “Breathe,” she coached. “Deep breaths. In and out.”
Pan Jin put the phone to her ear. “Hello?”
“Get to the roof,” Will whispered. “A helicopter will be there in two minutes. It’ll bring you to us,” he said before hanging up.
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