"A Nepotism Baby? Well, good luck."

    Jo Seohui had said those words while looking at the doll-like girl before her.

    Jet-black hair, porcelain skin.

    And those mysterious eyes tinged with a crimson hue.

    She looked like a character straight out of a fairy tale. Her appearance was so striking that it seemed obvious: they’d chosen her for her looks.

    At the time, Jo Seohui had thought she disliked her.

    At least until she saw her act.

    The Morning Routine

    Bzzzz. Bzzzzzz!

    Clack! Thud. Thunk!

    The sound of her phone clattering to the floor roused Jo Seohui from her sleep. Half-lidded eyes glanced at the clock on the wall.

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