Min-woo sat in the dimly lit study, surrounded by the opulent decor of the Lee family's estate. He leaned back in the chair, his eyes fixed on the portrait of Sophia's father, the wealthy businessman, Mr. Lee.
As he stroked his chin, a sly smile spread across his face. He had played his cards perfectly, gaining the trust of Sophia's family and becoming her caregiver. Little did they know, it was all part of his plan.
Min-woo had always been driven by one thing: ambition. Growing up poor, he had vowed to do whatever it took to climb the social ladder. And what better way to do it than marrying into a wealthy family?
Sophia had been his ticket to the top. He had manipulated her, played on her vulnerability, and gained her trust. And now, with her condition, he had the perfect excuse to stay close and control her assets.
He chuckled to himself, thinking about how easily they had fallen for his act. Sophia's family, especially her brother, had been skeptical at first, but Min-woo had won them over with his charming smile and fake concern.
As he poured himself a glass of expensive whiskey, he couldn't help but think about the future. With Sophia's condition, he would be the one in control of her fortune. He would be the one making decisions, signing checks, and living the high life.
The thought sent a shiver down his spine. He had always wanted to live like this, surrounded by luxury and power.
But there was one problem: Sophia's father was still in the way. Min-woo knew that as long as Mr. Lee was alive, he would never have full control. He would always be under scrutiny, always have to answer to someone.
Min-woo's eyes narrowed as he thought about the old man. He would have to be dealt with, sooner or later.
Just then, his phone buzzed. It was a text from Sophia's brother, asking him to meet in the garden.
Min-woo smiled, knowing that this was his chance. He tucked the phone away and made his way to the garden, his mind racing with possibilities.
As he walked, he rehearsed his lines, perfecting his innocent smile and concerned expression. He was a master manipulator, and this was just another game to him.
When he arrived at the garden, Sophia's brother, Joon, was waiting for him. "Min-woo, thanks for coming," he said, his voice low.
Min-woo smiled, his eyes locked on Joon's. "Of course, anything for Sophia's family."
Joon nodded, his eyes searching Min-woo's face. "I want to talk to you about Sophia's future."
Min-woo's heart skipped a beat. This was it. This was his chance.
"I'm listening," he said, his voice calm.
Joon hesitated, his eyes darting around the garden. "I think it's time we talked about our plan, Min-woo. The plan to take care of Sophia and the family business."
Min-woo's eyes narrowed, his mind racing. What was Joon talking about? Was he onto him?
But he didn't show it. He smiled, his expression concerned. "I'm not sure what you mean, Joon. I'm just here to help Sophia."
Joon's eyes seemed to bore into his soul, but Min-woo didn't flinch. He was a pro, and he knew how to play the game.
"I think we should talk more, Min-woo," Joon said, his voice low. "Alone."
Min-woo's heart skipped a beat. This was getting interesting.
"I think that's a great idea, Joon," he said, his smile widening.
As they walked deeper into the garden, Min-woo knew that he was one step closer to getting what he wanted. And he would stop at nothing to achieve his goal.
The game was on, and Min-woo was playing to win.
As the night wore on, Min-woo's plan began to unfold. He had Joon's trust, and he knew that it was only a matter of time before he had the rest of the family's trust.
And Sophia? She was just a pawn in his game, a means to an end. He would use her, manipulate her, and control her, all while pretending to care for her.
The thought sent a shiver down his spine. He was a master manipulator, and this was just the beginning.
As he lay in bed that night, a smile on his face, he knew that he would stop at nothing to achieve his goal. He would do whatever it took to take over the Lee family's fortune and power.
And Sophia? She would be his ticket to the top.
The game was on, and Min-woo was playing to win.