"What do you mean she isn't your daughter?" Mrs. Kim asked, eyeing her with disgust. The interiors of her house were as unkept as she was. Dirty takeout packs were littered on the table, there were cobwebs and clouds of dust on the furniture, and the center table was covered in white powder.
"Do not even think about lying to us. We are handing you over to the cops either way," Mr. Kim assured her.
"Who are these people? Is it about the model lady you had me watch her house? Shit!" Cha Yi-hyun's boyfriend said when he realized he shouldn't have said that out loud.
"You should go home," Cha Yi-Hyun said to her boyfriend without taking her eyes off Mrs. Kim.
He had managed to ruin every chance she had of denying whatever allegation they planned on laying against her. She didn't want him involved in her personal business anymore.
"But we are not done yet," He complained.