||A Scandalous Rumor of the Sim Family||

"U-ugh!... damn reporters are always blocking the entrance. What a bad luck!" Sim Eun-Hee coldly retorted loudly as she frowned. Sim Eun-Hee hated people who came to pick on her private space;

"Miss Sim... today is the Sim Family's annual grand anniversary with celebrities, obviously the reporters will come to the exhilarating site." The driver casually responded.

"Well old man, I wasn't talking to you." Sim Eun-Hee snorted.

It was true that the Sim Family Incorporation Colongmetrate was no small group. Their shares exceeded billions and ranked in the top ten in International Leading Companies. The cars that were behind her limo were ranging from Ferraris, Sports Cars, Maybachs, and more limousines that showed her the level of wealth.

Sim Eun-Hee's mood soured as she opened the door and stepped onto the red carpet. The limelight immediately fell on her. The Camera flashes blinded her as Sim Eun-Hee tried not to scrunch up her face in annoyance. She pulled out a naturally sarcastic smile as she walked towards the large tall glassy edifice.

Her dark lush black hair followed her sashaying back, wearing pink designer's clothing with a diamond pearled handbag. Though Sim Eun-Hee had a completely bitter and nasty personality– her unparalleled beauty rivaled her sister's, Sim Yoon-Mi's.

The reporters who caught the glimpse of her came running like dogs towards her. Shoving past each other, pushing against the crowd, they all hoarded on Sim Eun-Hee with nonstop questions:

"Miss Sim! Is true that you're moving out of City K to go overseas to expand your Entertainment Circle!"

"Miss Sim! Why hasn't the Sim family brought you any fiancé!"

"Miss Sim, is it true that you're going to participate in the Supernova this year after quitting the Nebula Ball last quarter?!"

"Miss Sim! Why did you move away from the Sim family manor?!"

"Miss Sim! What do you think about your sister Miss Sim Yoon-Mi?"

Sim Eun-Hee twisted her face in complete annoyance and as she put out her hands to create a border between herself and the reporters. She snorted loudly as she said:

"It's rude to spit on people you know? It makes me wonder if I really am being respected in personal space here, don't you think? Who do you think you are to shove your face against me?" Sim Eun-Hee said, brushing off the speckles of the dust on her dress and then lightly shoving one of the reporters.

The crowd of reporters lightly stepped back but still kept inquiring about Sim Eun-Hee's personal life.

"Besides Who said I am going to go overseas? Is my influence not strong enough in the Entertainment Circle?" Sim Eun-Hee coldly retorted.

The reporters all bit their lips in frustration. They all had heard about the infamous second miss of the Sim family was a bad b*tch, completely opposite of the Movie-Queen, Miss Sim Yoon-Mi.

The reporters all went to drown as Sim Eun-Hee swore at every reporter with her mouth. A few of them wrote down: <Second Miss of the Sim Family just doesn't even have a basic temper!>

"Hey– you better watch your mouth before I, Miss Sim Eun-Hee will personally sign your resignation letter."

The reporters all stopped talking after they stepped on a landmine. Sim Eun-Hee scoffed and then went her way inside without anyone blocking her road.

Behind her, another large limousine stopped by the red carpet. The entrance was soon made none other than the Movie Queen, Sim Yoon-Mi; cheers erupted out by the reporters and journalists as they all gawked at the sight of a goddess.

Wearing a diamond champagne gown and diamond earrings with a 5-inch heel– Sim Yoon-Mi's figure was recognizable almost anywhere. Her alluring charm, her soft smile, her rosy cheeks, and her flowing dark black hair. Sim Yoon-Mi seemed like she was an illuminae of the world.

The reporters and journalists who swarmed around Sim Eun-Hee all warmed up to Sim Yoon-Mi in a matter of minutes. Sim Yoon-Mi smiled casually and even-handed out auto-graphs one by one to all of her hardcore fans in the crowd of reporters.

"Eun-Hee-ssi, you're here as well," Sim Yoon-Mi's black obsidian eyes turned radiant as she looked at Sim Eun-Hee.

Sim Eun-Hee turned stiff at the sound of her older twin sister. Sim Yoon-Mi's face almost looked like Sim Eun-Hee's xerox copy but softer and mature.

"Ah, Yoon-mi Unnie, nice to see you too." Sim Eun-Hee cracked up a small smile on her lips and softly responded. Sim Yoon Mi smiled again blankly and then looked at the thrilled crowd of reporters as she calmly told them:

"Please excuse me, my family is waiting for me,"

"Yes, Miss Sim!" All the reporters and everyone in the crowd chanted together and all followed Sim Yoon-Mi's order as they moved to the side. Sim Yoon Mi smiled again and thanked them all. The fans cheered again for her calmness and softness. Sim Yoon-Mi looked at Sim Eun-Hee and then nodded to follow her up.

A few even whispered: "Wow, just compare our angel with the devil Sim Eun-Hee... really what a Bitch."

Sim Eun-Hee stopped in her steps and then bit her lips to suppress her emotions. She took a deep breath to keep everything in and then continued walking forward.

'Don't mind them... keep it in. Conceal it. Or else Father will kill you.' Sim Eun-Hee kept whispering inside herself. But the more she put her emotions in a box, the more people bad-mouthed her recklessly.

Sim Eun-Hee's mood soured as she heard more comments.

"Like... how are our perfect Goddess Sim Yoon-Mi and Sim Eun-Hee even related? Are they even sisters?"

"She abuses her authority too much just because she was born rich. She couldn't even respectfully negotiate, how is she worthy of the Sim Family?"

"Gosh... I have seen people like her– they really are rich b*tches. Why should we even respect her?"

Gritting her teeth, Sim Eun-Hee spun on her heels and then faced the crowd. Even knowing about the gossip that was between herself and her sister– Sim Eun-Hee never thought that the rumors were actually this bad.

"It seems like your Agency has too much freedom writing scandalous gossip about the Sim Corps. I heard that lowly bugs nowadays in the likes of you sell their bodies to climb the ladder. It's devastating to think that our society would do such a thing. Sh*ts who vie for attention, don't deserve a F*ck of it."

The entire crowd stopped whispering and dropped their jaws. As if time itself had stopped, gawked at Sim Eun-Hee who just gave them a piece of her mind.

Self-satisfied, Sim Eun-Hee spun back around on her heels and continued on her way to the building where the party was taking place.

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"Group 1 A, check! Group 2 check! Group 3 check! Mr. Agent Seong, we are ready for your orders!" the phone called.

Hae Seong stared into the mirror as he pulled down on his tuxedo. He smirked as he brushed off the dust and whistled as he tried on different styles. Since he was going into the a high classy Anniversary Party, he had to dress like a cash-rich guest.

"Mr. Agent Seong, are in? Where are you? They are ready." Mr. Shin called in irritation as if he was tired from warning Hae Seong for hours.

"Mr. Shin, I have a special task that I have to solve right now." Hae Seong said.

"And... that is?" Mr. Shin furrowed over the phone.

"Ugh... I can't choose which coat to wear to the Anniversary."

"–Idiot! Just pick one and go!" Mr. Shin angrily raged.

"Can't– the VIP card you gave me yesterday just has too many choices. There is a darker shade of greenish-grey coat, and then the dark caramel didn't seem bad either. Wait, should I video call you?"

"Mr. Agent Seong, do you have any idea how many minutes you have wasted?" Mr. Shin's mood soured as he vocalized in irritation of handling with Hae Seong.

"Hold it, I still need to check out the designer's watch..." Hae Seong said as he flashed off the VIP black card in front of the cashier.

"Fool!" Mr. Shin cried. "The Chairman will come gunning for your head if you fail!"

"Well, good for you, isn't it? Don't have to deal with me the next day."

"You sure have the guts to deal with me right now? Well, Bad news for you– after you're dead, Agent X-lord will take over."

"Oh, sh*t." Hae Seong cursed at the mention of his rival overseas.

"Yes, so do this mission properly if you don't want someone to come gunning for your head and taking your victory. If you waste time, your salary will be cut in half, and you won't get your severance pay either."

"Right, right, Mom." Hae Seong joked and then turned his phone off.

As he entered the parking lot, eyes turned towards him. From men, women, children, everyone's attention turned on to him.

Wearing Premium Sunglasses and a VIP coat and suit shinning gold designer's watch, Hae Seong looked like an International Celebrity on a break. His brand new Lamborghini shone even in the dusk of the night. Hae Seong grinned at the thought of this attention.

"Sir, are you a celebrity?" an old woman approached him. Hae Seong chuckled, and a few women dumbstruck by his gaze started fangirling.

"Heyo, unfortunately not." Hae Seong wiped off the dust of his Lamborghini and patted down on his brand new designer's outfit. The others sighed in disbelief, as if not digesting the fact that such a flashy man couldn't be a celebrity.

"Then Young Man, you should go apply as one." The old lady joked.

"No~ then my life won't be any easier." Hae Seong said. His life as an Underworld Mafia agent would be impossible if he were to be a celebrity. Other than that, his original pay was ten times better than what Celebrities get.

"Oh is that so~ you know what they say, those male celebrities like you, are what the ladies want."

"Hahaha, you wish." Hae Seong chuckled and entered his Sports Car. He stared at the dimming lights of City K and then pressed down on the accelerator to start moving.

"It better be a lucky night." He whispered.

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