Manager Kim Ch 1 の小説・ストーリー

"Isn't she the one who told that slut Kim?" "Who is Kim?" This time, Corbin asked. I have a headache. "Kimberly Cueto works in the finance department of my company. She was close to my father, but was never warm towards me. She didn't like the fact that JL married me and that I took over Core when my parents died. On top of that, last week, the USB for the presentation went missing. Rochelle just went to the washroom, and then it was gone. That has never happened before. Luckily, I have a spare at home, and I asked JL to bring it to me since he was still at home. He didn't go to work that day and decided to use my computer to answer his emails." I looked at JL. "You tell him what Kim did exa

She has to be somebody else. “I want to be alone, Rhoda.” Kim slowly dropped the book on the bed. Hours later, Kim walked out of the room and as usual, Rhoda was waiting outside. Kim opened the book in her hand. “Rhoda, the first thing in here is walking in heels. Am I dressed appropriately? I wore what the book said.” Kim was wearing leggings, a body hug with a crop top blouse and flats. “Yes, you look perfect.” “So who's teaching me and where?” Kim asked.

At that moment, a fire ignited within me, and I could almost see the dawn of victory on the horizon. Time was of the essence. As dawn broke, we set the first step of our plan in motion. Peter swiftly took charge, but instead of involving himself or his usual crew, he enlisted the help of our friend Kim. Kim’s approach mirrored that of Ken Yimo; he was adept at orchestrating events from the shadows. He gathered a few loose associates who could assist us while maintaining a safe distance from the unfolding situation. This way, we could execute our strategy with minimal risk of exposure.

Not only because he’s heir to the Clan but because he fires people on the spot for no reason. Kim worked in silence, making sure she got everything done right the first time. Looking at Ryo’s mood, she did not want to make a mistake that could lose her job. She wanted to get out of Ryo’s hair as soon as possible. “It’s done Mr. Matsuda. I’ll ask the wardrobe to bring your clothes.” Kim said as soon as she’s done with his makeup. She scurried to the door like a rabbit getting away from its predator. Kim warned the wardrobe personnel of Ryo’s mood. She, too, scurried away as soon as she gave Ryo his clothes.