"Alright, have fun" the Chairman said. She hung up.

She and Chang Wook were flying first cla.s.s when she decided to ask him about the questions the lawyer asked him.

"How did you answer those questions with such certainty?" she asked him.

"How couldn't I? I've been your a.s.sistant for 6 years. I know more about you than you do about me" he said. He got in closer to her "Scary, isn't it?"

"How did you know I'm allergic to sh.e.l.lfish?"

"One time when we were working into the late hours you got hungry. No place was open except for this seafood restaurant. You told me to order anything, but to make sure it had no sh.e.l.lfish. You said that you can't eat sh.e.l.lfish"

"So you naturally a.s.sumed I'm allergic rather than think I don't like it"

"I was right, wasn't I?" he asked with a grin on his face.

"Alright, then what about the tattoo?"

"When your dermatologist called about the Q switch laser, I didn't know what it was, so I searched for it online. It did a few things, but it was well known for removing tattoos" he said "So, what is it? A b.u.t.terfly? Barbed wire?" he had a smug look on his face.

"Alright, enough about that" she said "Tell me about your family. It'll be weird if I go see them and know nothing about them"

"I'm an only child, I lived with my parents and my grandmother. My mom's name is Mi-Do, she is a stay at home wife, my father's name is Han Soo, he owns a few businesses around the island and my grandmother's name is Soo Ryun. She's my father's mother."

"You get along with them?" Ha Eun asked him.

"I love my mom and my grandmother…" he was going to talk about his father, but he stopped himself. Ha Eun noticed it was a touchy subject, so she decided not to go into it anymore. She's a horrible person but she isn't a monster.

"Whose place do we live in?" Chang Wook asked, changing the subject.

"That's easy, mine" Ha Eun answered as she took out her phone from her bag. Chang Wook wondered why she answered so confidently.

"And why wouldn't we live at mine?" he asked.

"Because I live at Origin Park. Extremely secure and gated community where there are private homes for all its residents and you probably live in a studio apartment where you run out of hot water every morning. So its obvious we'd live in mine" Ha Eun scoffed.

Chang Wook couldn't help but want to strangle her. It's true that he would run out of water, but she was making fun of his home "Ha Eun, you will never know how much I loath you" he thought to himself. He knew if he said that out loud, she'd fire him on the spot.

When they finally arrived at the airport, they found two women holding posters welcoming Chang Wook. One was a middle-aged woman with long black hair, she looked a lot like Chang Wook. The other woman was a short old lady with white hair.

"You look a lot like your mom" Ha Eun said.

"I know" Chang Wook said. He walked past her and went to hug his mom and grandmother.

"Oh, my goodness, you're finally here!" Chang Wook's mom squealed, pulling him into a hug. His grandmother joined in.

"We've missed you so much!" his grandmother said.

Ha Eun on the other hand was having trouble with her luggage. She brought too much and expected for Chang Wook to help with some of it, but he just ran off. When she finally reached them Chang Wook's mother was going to hug her but Ha Eun reach her hand out.

"Its so nice to meet you!" his mother said.

"Thank you for bringing him home" his grandmother said. Also shaking Ha Eun's hand "So tell us, do you like being called Ha Eun or Satan's Mistress?" Chang Wook's grandmother asked.

Chang Wook was stunned by what his grandmother asked Ha Eun. He looked up at Ha Eun, she looked at his grandmother confused, then slowly looked up at Chang Wook.

"She's kidding. She's kidding!" Mi-Do said with an awkward chuckle. She looked over and Chang Wook and he forced a chuckle as well. Ha Eun looked at them skeptically but chuckled as well. It became a fest of awkward laughter.

"Come on. Let's go home!" Mi-Do said as she placed her arms over Ha Eun.

Ha Eun felt like this was going to be a long week.