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╭ ╮ ━━━ " 📂 " ..⃗. ༉
𝙍 𝙊 𝙈 𝘼 𝙉 𝘾 𝙄 𝙉 𝙂
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! chapter eighty-five ─── ʚĭɞ
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Miyeon had always appeared to fit the stereotype of a typical, commanding rich kid. Key word being appeared.
She seemed to fit it perfectly, but that was only because she wanted others to see her that way. It gave her more power in a situation in which she would otherwise had none.
The Hwang girl hadn't had much practise with the attitude she usually took on when she needed to push the 'my father's a millionaire' narrative, but when it came to moving into her apartment that Saturday, it was like she could switch it on and off.
Most of the time, the movers that her father had hired did their jobs perfectly. They were getting all of her new furniture into the apartment that Miyeon had chose with ease. However there were moments when they were just a little too careless for her liking and she had to pull out the excuses of her father and how powerful he was.
