30| Mosquito bites in jail

*Third person POV*

Being a writer and a singer needs a whole lot of time devoted in it. Everything one seems to find as a hobby or fun for him or herself, demands lots of attention.

Little and gradually, it's stressful but not to Jin-joo Flynn. A.K.A Empress Jee.

As the chief heiress of the musical & art artistry society, Jin-joo decides what's goes and what stays in this platform.

This post has been given to her so many years ago. When she was still very young.

Jin-joo has achieved so many successes. A multi millionaire at a very young youthful age, she isn't proud up till now.

One thing, she hates to gloat. Especially when it comes to praises over achievements.

Currently, she is seated right in front of her desktop computer. Busy typing words speedily and slowly.

Jin-joo is writing a new book again. She always does this whenever she's free.

Now that her kids are all grownups and there's no other thing to do other than writing songs and books, she has more time to give her hobbies.

She took off her UV glasses.

Jin-joo detests glasses but her husband, Sebastian Flynn, keeps pressuring her to put it on just for the safety of her beautiful eyes.

Sebastian is not presently in the mansion and she can take it off.

The Aircon remote control is lying next to her Tab. She took it and increased the air.

The sweats upon her forehead began to dry off as she continued writing her book.

Someone stepped into the study room without knocking.

Jin-joo whom is still absentminded about the sounds of shoes clicking against the tiles, focused her eyes, mind and soul into her book.

The study room is the only serene place for her to write her books. Her husband knows, so he doesn't bother to go in or interrupt her.

The person keeps coming closer. The sound of the shoes on the ground sound even louder as closer. The place is quiet. Any buzz of a fly could make it sound like a flute.

The person stopped on her tracks, standing behind Jin-joo when she saw how busy and devoted Jin-joo was towards her profession.

"Writing a new book?" The sweet tiny voice startled Jin-joo.

She jolted, placing one hand over her chest, Jin-joo breath a sigh of relief, "god-damn, Ana, you almost shot my soul out."

"Sorry," The ombre red hair lady mumbled as she took a seat from afar and pulled it next to Jin-joo before settling on it.

Jin-joo had to save her work before logging out of the app she usually use for writing. She gat company. An uninvited friend, just came to see her and this friend needs her attention.

What would it be like if she pleases her book and displease her friend for now?

Sometimes friends comes first. One might be lucky enough to have friends who are more than just having siblings. And Anastasia Flynn is one of them.

Leaning her back on the chair, Jin-joo dialed some numbers in her Tab and in no seconds, a man dressed in black tuxedo walks in.

No stress.

"Chilled mango juice and Pringles." Jin-joo ordered.

In no time, the order was brought into the study room by someone else. Totally different from the first guy that walked in earlier.

Anastasia and Jin-joo enjoyed their snacks while having a gist that kept zero expression on their faces.

"Remember what we talked about the last time?" Anastasia asked, shoving a handful of Pringles into her mouth, mannerlessly.

Jin-joo nodded her head, "Uh-huh. What about it now?"

Anastasia paused for a while, giving Jin-joo the 'Guess what' expression.

Jin-joo rolled her eyes and shrugged, "Come on girlie, you know our minds are not as transparent glasses. How do you expect me to know what he said?"

Anastasia with the crushed Pringles in her mouth beamed loudly, "He said yes!" Almost squealing on Jin-joo for a hug.

Jin-joo sat upright, finding her gist so interesting, she gasped, "Oh wow, are you serious?"

Anastasia nodded. Deadly serious bae.

Jin-joo puts down her glass of mango juice and slightly covered her mouth, "Wawoooh! I'm so happy for you."

The both girls hugged.

"That house is so expensive." Jin-joo said, pulling back. "Why on earth will Ryan buy you a house that worth fifty (50) million dollars?"

"Well," Ana struggled and proudly flicked her hair backward, "Let's just say I'm doing my wifey's job properly."

Jin-joo laughed, "You're not serious."

"Yeah, I am."

After taking a long sip, Ana asked, brows scrunched, slightly. "Do you by any chance have an idea of the latest boutique in town?"

Jin-joo glared left and right, corking her head randomly, "Umm...I don't know. Do you wanna get something?"

"Yeah." Ana sighed, chiming closer. "Actually, Khloe's birthday is coming up this weekend. I need to get her presents especially she being a selective type."

"Then why don't you take her to her favorite boutiques? I believe they just got them stocked up." Jin-joo suggested.

"You of all persons should understand Khloe by now." Ana sighed tiredly, "That fifteen years old girl is a hook up with fashions."

"How?" Jin-joo asked, curiously.

"She gets easily fed up with clothes, shops and so on." Ana answered, volubly. "Majority of her clothes needs to be donated for charity. She puts them on just once and then she's done with it forever."

Jin-joo chuckled, sipping her juice. What an attitude daughter Anastasia got.

Anastasia tapped her fingers on the table impatiently, whilst staring at a random spot.

"So what are you going to get her if not clothes?" Jin-joo asked. Trying hard to hold the laughter from jolting out.

"Still clothes."

Jin-joo raised an eyebrow, "Huh? But.."

"I need a fashionista." Anastasia spoke, imperatively.

Jin-joo paused for a moment, still trying to process what she had said. "A what? Girl, that's gonna be on a high bill. You know it."

Anastasia desperately remarked, "Oh, yeah, well, I know but it's my daughter's birthday and I want to do anything to see that expensive smile on her face." She sighed, massaging her forehead. "Khloe is not like her big brother, Billy. That girl gat some ranks."

Jin-joo didn't say anything. Infact, she pretended like she's lost in the conversation as she continued with her wine and Pringles peacefully.

Ana wiggled with jin-joo's wrist, playfully, "Come on, I know you can get me one of your Korean designers." She pouted her lips.

"Korean de-" Jin-joo chuckled. "Ana, there's only one person I trust as the best fashionista. But she's not Asia like me."

Ana nodded, "So?"

"She's still anonymous but I tell you her profession is not. It's a topnotch!" Jin-joo kissed the tip of her fingers at the mention of 'topnotch.'

"How do I meet this person? I really need her to make some damsel's dress for Khloe." Anastasia said.

A little smirk lightened jin-joo's face as she swirls her glass, "According to the person that directed her to me, she's not base here but in Amsterdam."

"Amsterdam, New York?" Anastasia asked, confused.

"Nope, Netherlands."

"Way to go, meh. That's a far process of approach." Anastasia gasped.

Jin-joo nodded, "I know but her handiwork deserves it."

Anastasia thought for a while before asking for more details on how to reach this fashionista which lives in Amsterdam, Netherlands.

The two talked. Jin-joo directed her on how to meet with her.

"How about a phone call?" Anastasia asked.

Jin-joo shrugged, "As you wish." She handed her Tab which already had already displayed the cell numbers, to Ana so she can copy into hers.

After whiles of gisting and cheers concerning Ana's new mansion and her daughter's upcoming birthday party, jin-joo sighed in dismay.

"Is everything alright, Jin?" Anastasia frowned.

Jin-joo took a deep breath and exhaled tiredly. She placed one elbow on the table, still staring at her almost empty glass of mango juice and now her eyes trailed up to Anastasia.

"He still don't wanna let go even after my parents had nudge him to." She sighed.

Anastasia getting her point, shook her head a bit down and whispered, "The Moribund issue, right?"

Jin-joo shook her head. What else could she be possibly talking about?

"Sebastian hasn't dropped the case yet?" Ana asked.

"No!" Jin-joo mumbled.

Anastasia gritted her teeth and mumbled underneath it. "Oh sh*t!"

"It's approximately seventeen (17) good years since he placed Lorena in house arrest after he realized that she was behind my mother's Moribund all those years." Jin-joo explained.

"At least, he should had call off the case." Ana stated.

"Well, I know my husband, Sebastian, very well. The man I got married to....." Jin-joo scoffed, shaking her head, "He doesn't take sh*t!"

Ana slowly nodded. "Hmm, I agree with you. Lorena deserves to rot all I care. She did a lot of disasters to you. Your family and also tried to destroy your relationship with Sebastian back then by using her notorious son, Liam which I'm super glad he is dead by now."

"Geez, Ana?" Jin-joo frowned. "That's awful of you to say."

"Well, not awful to Lorena's atrocities." Ana hissed, rolling her eyes dramatically.

Ever since Sebastian came to find out that the culprit who has been behind his mother in-law's Moribund was Lorena, he made sure to get her arrested.

Sebastian made sure he got to all extent to get her locked up behind bars. If not his lovely wife jin-joo and her elder brother doctor Dong-hyun and the Kim's family who pleaded with him to withdraw the case down, Lorena would have been forgotten by now.

She would have been sentence to death by hanging.

Now she's paralyzed on a wheelchair. So useless to not be able to do a single thing.

All her family are gone. When meant family, her only son whom she had murdered out of her greedy and selfish desires.

It was later told to people that she's responsible for her son's death. Including her son's father which she had chainsawed in cold blood.

For the sake of his wife, Sebastian does not want to go against his wife's opinion, so instead, he got Lorena locked up in house arrest for seventeen (17) years now. Until further notice.

Only heaven knows if Sebastian might change his mind to withdraw the case totally or not.

"She has a very bad and irritating history." Ana frowned. "I hate her just as I hate Sofia Vergara."

"Seb, just wants her to learn her lessons from the evil games she had played in the past." Jin-joo sighed. "She made my mom sleep in the coma for two years but hers is a total number of seventeen (17) in bondage."

"Captivity." Ana hissed.

"Speaking of Sofia Vergara," Jin-joo smiled, "I heard she's been detained."

"Detained? Is that what you heard?" Ana scoffed. "She's been set free totally." Waving her hands like a wings, Ana added, "Like a free bird, Jin. Sofia Vergara is out."

"Besides, it's fifteen (15) years of given duration for her to spend in prison. Isn't it the appointed time enough?" Jin-joo asked, flatly. "Hasn't she received enough mosquitoes bite in jail?"

Ana shrugged, grumpily, "Yeah, but if she dares to come anywhere close to my man ever again, I won't stay calm as you are for Lorena, girlie. But I'm gonna be cruel as chili."

Jin-joo burst into laughter, "Still not serious."

"Yes, I am " Anastasia stated, firmly.