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755. [Meanwhile]

Earlier that afternoon...

"We found the pup," Kang Oh-Seong announced as soon as he entered the room. He was dressed in a long trench coat and a ball cap, looking taller. Dropping the food on the bedside table, he extended the envelope to her.

Haneul jumped up from the bed, where she was watching TV aimlessly. Her heart hammered in her chest with excitement. Finally.

She snatched the beige envelope from him and pulled the contents outside. Photos of Minjun with Jimin fell out and a victorious grin spread on her face.

"So that's him." The pup had Jimin's eyes and definitely inherited most of his features from his alpha father. She scowled. "There's not a single feature that looks like me."

Oh-Seong ignored her comment and continued, "They were at a convenience store nearby and our guy was able to take some photos from far. Now we know how he looks."

She nodded in appreciation. "You're amazing."

They weren't able to get Jimin's appointment at all. His stupid assistant had plain out ignored their request every single time. Oh-Seong even went to the Jeon Group in person but was told Jimin's schedule was booked months in advance that he would have to wait.

Desperate with how much time was running out, Haneul decided it was time for the next step. If involving the media was the only way to get his attention, then that was what she would do. Her mind already began to formulate a plan, ready to execute it.

***

Later at night...

"Shit! Oh-Seong!"

"Oh-Seong!"

"Why the hell are you screaming like that?" Manager Kang came out of the bathroom, crushing the cigarette on the ash tray.

"Did you see this?" Haneul asked.

"What?" He took the phone from her hand, scrolling through it.

"It worked," she beamed. "Finally, our efforts are paying off."

The manager frowned. "This isn't the information we send them though." He kept scrolling. "Your name isn't here anywhere. Our people should be saying you're the mother."

Haneul huffed. "Whatever it is. It's working. Now we make our move."

Oh-Seong grunted. "Alright."

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[The troll continues, dropping one image every hour throughout the night]

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