[Did you figure it out yet? I'm impressed it took you this long. I've been having so much fun with our little exchanges. The warnings. The tips. The breadcrumbs. All leading you exactly where I wanted you to go. You thought you were playing detective, but darling—you were always the mark. I have everything now. Photos. Videos. Timelines. Proof of you and Haejin. Taking it all to the CEO tomorrow morning. First thing. Hope you enjoyed the game as much as I did. XOXO -AF... or should I say, Jiwon?]
Soorin's blood turned to ice.
She read it again.
And again.
'AF is Jiwon.'
'Jiwon is AF.'
'She's been playing me this entire time.'
Every message.
Every warning.
Every piece of information.
All calculated.
All part of her game.
Soorin had thought she was getting intel.
Thought she had an ally.
An inside source.
But she'd been feeding information to her enemy.
Revealing her own moves.
Playing right into Jiwon's hands.
'Fuck.'
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