I’m Someone Else

The burly man, Nate Poole, glared at her and fumed, “Chloe Hahn, don’t act like I haven’t shown you any mercy. When we signed the loan contract, it was clearly stated that you need to pay up by the fifteenth of this month. Well, it’s the end of the month now! How can you ask for a few more days? Are you trying to skip out on the loan?”

“No, of course not, Mr. Poole. I really don’t have any money.”

“No money, huh? Hasn’t Twilight Bar given out this month’s paychecks? Where’s yours?”

“I-I used the money to pay for my father’s hospital fees!”

“F*cking hell!” Nate cursed. “So, you have the money to pay for medical treatments for that d*mn father of yours, but no money to pay me back, huh? Do you think I’m running a charity?”

“Nate, why are you wasting your breath on her? Let’s just go around the house and take whatever’s valuable,” one of Nate’s lackeys suggested.

Nate paused. His eyes flicked across the shabby room, and his lips twitched.

Smack!

“Ouch!” The man who had spoken rubbed his head and asked resentfully, “Why did you hit me, Nate?”

“So what if I did? Bashing you up won’t make up for the grief you caused me. Why don’t you take a f*cking look around? Does it look like there’s anything valuable in here? Do you know how much she owes me? 50 thousand! Forget about the things in here. Even the selling price of this house won’t be enough to cover the debt!”

“U-Um, Mr. Poole…” Chloe spoke up weakly. “I’m renting this house… so I can’t sell it…”

“F*cking hell!” Nate felt as if he was going to get an aneurysm. He was so pissed off that he nearly choked up blood. Is it your life’s mission to make me mad, little girl?

Chloe seemed to have realized that it was poor timing for her to say something like that, so she took a step back and eyed Nate in fear.

All of a sudden, Nate’s eyes lit up. “Look at how pretty this chick is. Why am I worried about not getting my money back?”

“Hehe!”

men started leering after

what Nate meant. They threw

your bar that from tonight onward, you’ll start taking clients. I’m sure that with these looks of

“No! Mr. Poole, I—”

she could finish speaking, Nate waved his hand and cut her off. “How’s this then? You said you wanted me to give you a few more days, right? Well, I

I don’t

I’m being nice to you!” Nate

the forceful slap. The corner of her lips

a bar, so why bother

it pays well! And enough to cover my father’s medical fees! I’m not that kind of

“Oh, stop acting tough!”

50 thousand back if you give

of women in Irieson would kill at the chance of getting with Nate,

cackling and

that? Come. Let’s have

of having his way with this innocent and pretty

best to escape from him, but she was a weak young woman who didn’t know how to fight. How could she possibly stand a chance against Nate, who was burly and muscular? All her struggles were

in despair as tears flowed down her captivating

the world treating me like this?! What did I do

as she began to lament the injustice in her life, she heard a

Crash!

a gust of air that seemed to have brought dust and splintered wood with it, and the forceful grip that had been holding her down

daze and saw the man that appeared so

on. His stubble, slender frame, and pale complexion made him look like someone who had dispirited with life, but none of it could hide the piercing look in his

chair that only had

Nate, who was clutching his forehead with both hands. Blood

disbelief. He stared dumbly at Thomas as he hadn’t figured out what was

men were all staring at Thomas