“I bought all of your private loan debt. All of it.”
December 31st, the end of the year.
“Baby, you're fucking pretty.”
“Who, who is it…?”
Sohee, exhausted by the repeated pain, lying in a rooftop room where cold wind seeped in, wishing only to die, was visited by a man whose identity she couldn't discern. The man's identity was the new creditor, Gye Wonho.
“You'd better not think of making a clumsy fuss. If I have something to collect, I'll even sell a corpse to collect it.”
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