I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 269

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Chapter 269

I pressed my fist firmly against my heart that had been fluttering just moments ago. If I didn’t do this, it felt like my heart would burst out.

“That?”

-Yes! You!

This is the kind of schedule that only really popular celebrities do…

“A fan signing event?”

-That’s right. I’ll send you the detailed information via text later. Anyway, be happy about it!

As soon as I hung up the phone, I punched the sofa with my fist.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Not just any signing event, but a fan signing event. This means I can see my fans up close. Will the people who came to the awards ceremony and schedules come again? Will they still like me? Maybe fans from overseas will come too. Or maybe people passing by might coincidentally start liking me.

Fans.

Han Yeoreum’s fans…

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”

Just thinking about it made me so happy that I punched the sofa several times.

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“Ah… I think I lost my hearing…”

Manager Ma pressed her still ringing ear firmly with one hand. Because of Yeoreum’s joyful outburst without hanging up the phone, the screaming sound was still echoing in her ears.

“Manager, are you okay?”

“Yeah, not really-.”

Manager Ma answered halfheartedly while looking at the materials displayed on the screen.

Now at the end of October, it was time for the FW season sales that the fashion industry had been waiting for to show an upward trend.

Han Yeoreum became a model for clothing brand N Company right after debuting with 【The Cherry on Top of the Parfait Belongs to the Heroine!】.

Three years since selling out the Pi Chaewon Sneakers. The graph had always been going up.

“We should consider that our cutie has already proven her short-term sales boost power-.”

Every time she previewed products to consumers through photo shoots, the response was good. Even better than the previous model, Gi Juye.

“The core fanbase is weaker than idols, but our cutie is definitely better in various ways.”

Han Yeoreum had the ability to capture consumers’ attention with just one photo shoot picture.

Along with overseas followers gathered through Music N, she properly attracted female consumers from teens to thirties with daily photos.

Just in time, even middle-aged and older demographics flowed in due to 【The Great Garland】.

It was perfect timing to open the wallets of consumers who had favorable feelings toward Han Yeoreum.

“Now, this winter-.”

So N Company properly aimed for this opportunity.

Long padding jackets cost at least 200,000 won each. The price range jumped way above existing products. The flagship products were priced between 300,000 to 400,000 won.

N Company decided to attach the model’s name to this flagship product.

“Han Yeoreum long padding will become the trend.”

N Company decided to draw 100 winners for Han Yeoreum’s fan signing event among purchasers of 200,000 won or more. Divided into two: an online mall exclusive event and separate offline store events.

[Online mall purchases of 100,000 won or more eligible to apply *Photo review required]

“These guys are really smart.”

When buying clothing worth hundreds of thousands of won, people tend to consider various things. The more reviews there are, the more curious general consumers become.

That product with the trending model. That product with unanimous praise from people. With winter approaching, wallets opening without realizing it.

The instinct that a new trendy item called ‘Han Yeoreum Long Padding’ would emerge instinctively struck Manager Ma.

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After the longed-for 24 hours passed, finally the end of child acting. 【The Great Garland】 Episode 4 began.

Reporter Wi bit her lips while staring at the screen.

“Where did those dress shoes come from?”

“Pardon…?”

“They’re not something a little thing like you could get your hands on, are they?”

When the young girl running errands was flustered by the fluent Korean coming from Hanamura’s mouth, Hanamura got out of the car. Overwhelmed by the presence of the middle-aged man in an elegant black suit, the girl holding the shoes stepped backward.

“Can’t you tell the truth?”

“Ugh…”

When he grabbed the frail girl’s neck with one hand, she couldn’t breathe properly and gasped. Hanamura enjoyed watching the Korean girl struggle for a moment, then briefly loosened his grip.

“Kugh…! Cough…! Cough…!”

As air entered her blocked throat, she coughed incessantly. This time Hanamura grabbed her hair and made her lift her head.

“I don’t have much patience. I’ll ask once more. You thief.”

“I didn’t steal anything…!”

The girl, her eyes red with grievance, protested with a cough-mixed voice.

“I was asked to fix them, asked to fix them…”

However, when she met Hanamura’s fierce eyes, her voice quickly died down. Hanamura raised one eyebrow crookedly.

Then he moved his feet while still gripping the girl’s hair.

“Wait, wait just a moment…!”

Unable to match Hanamura’s long strides, the girl’s worn shoes scattered on the roadside. The girl’s feet stepping on the dirt road barefoot became dirty. Hanamura opened the mansion door and entered.

Crash-!

Hanamura swung the hand that was gripping her hair. The girl tumbled across the floor.

At that commotion, the attention of the Korean servants was immediately drawn.

“This thief is lying to me, and I think this isn’t the first time the Hanamura household’s property has been smuggled out.”

Huijae’s dress shoes that were clutched in the Korean girl’s hands also tumbled to the floor.

“It was just the first time getting caught.”

It was a familiar commotion. Huijae’s expression inside the room froze. Huijae, who came out to the living room with hurried steps, immediately assessed the situation.

“Rio. Those are your dress shoes.”

“….”

“Did you notice they were stolen?”

The coldly frozen surrounding air, father’s mocking and sarcastic voice, the girl rolling on the floor, the leather dress shoes, and countless eyes directed at her…

The Koreans who couldn’t do this or that…

Huijae hurriedly knelt down. From the knees of the girl who always moved quietly without even making footsteps came a thud!

“That child didn’t steal it. I asked her to fix the shoes.”

“Really? You did?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“What need was there to fix the shoes? You haven’t been outside the house, have you?”

“Since coming to Joseon, perhaps my feet grew, so the shoe heels didn’t fit.”

“I see… You ordered them to stretch the shoes.”

Hanamura raised his hand and struck the nurse’s cheek. The sound of tender flesh splitting echoed in the spacious living room.

The surrounding air filled with shock.

“Oh my!”

“Sir, please don’t do this…”

When the nurse tumbled to the floor, the Koreans around tried to help her up.

However, as if it was already a familiar occurrence, she got up by herself.

“How did you make the request?”

Smack-! Smack-! While striking the nurse’s cheeks, Hanamura asked Rio who was prostrated on the floor.

“Rio.”

“….”

“The people here only know how to speak Korean.”

Hanamura’s mocking voice made Huijae’s heart sink.

Cold sweat flowed down from Huijae, who had her forehead pressed to the floor.

“There are two possibilities. One is that you covered for the theft, acting like you’re the same Korean.”

Hanamura looked down at Rio trembling on the floor.

“The other is.”

Rio’s exposed nape was drenched in sweat. Hanamura’s eyes gleamed with anger.

“You secretly mingled with the Koreans and learned to speak Korean.”

“I’m sorry.”

Hanamura didn’t bother to ask questions.

“Either way, it doesn’t matter. Both are presumptuous lies.”

“I’m sorry….”

Hanamura withdrew his hand from the Nurse and arrogantly gestured with his chin. It meant to step back. The Nurse, with one cheek swollen bright red, showed no change in expression.

As if this wasn’t the first or second time this had happened.

-Are you crazy? You’re not going to hit Heejae, are you?ㅠㅠㅠㅠ

-Hanamura you bastard ah I’m so angry what do I do I’m so angry my hands are shaking

-ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ Please no.. I can’t watch this kind of stuff..

Reporter Wi, who was watching the screen, recalled the content he had filmed with Writer An. The relationship between Hanamura and Huijae in 【The Great Garland】.

“Abandoning one’s country isn’t simply throwing away just that one thing.”

Abandoning the mother who would warmly embrace you when you nestled into her arms,

Abandoning the father who, even when his own shoes were worn and old, always bought new ones for his son,

Abandoning the younger siblings he had carried and raised since they were babies,

Abandoning the girl next door, Suni, with whom he had pinky-promised to marry when they became adults,

Abandoning the friends with whom he bathed in the stream in summer and played sword fights with icicles in winter,

“How many things must Hanamura have turned his back on to choose pro-Japanese collaboration?”

Abandoning the uncle who was dragged away by Japanese police and left with a lifelong limp,

Abandoning the aunt who smiled brightly, saying she would find new work far away, earn big money, and return,

Throwing to the ground the grandmother who grabbed his shoulders trying to stop him, saying he shouldn’t do this,

“He had to abandon an entire lifetime. That’s what abandoning one’s country means.”

Abandoning the memories of laughing and crying together with them,

Abandoning the name he had used his entire life,

Abandoning his dignity as a human being,

Abandoning the minimum conscience one should have,

Forgetting countless things, pretending not to know, giving up everything he had hesitated to do because he couldn’t bear it, and finally laughing, saying he had been right all along.

That’s what abandoning one’s country means.

How could someone who abandoned all of that not abandon his own blood relative?

“We need to pay attention to Hanamura’s age and Huijae’s age. The Japanese colonial period lasted 35 years. Here, Huijae is eighteen years old. So when do you think Hanamura came in as an adopted son-in-law?”

No, if the opportunity arose, he would be ready to abandon her at any time, wherever it suited him best.

“Who wouldn’t oppose bringing in a Korean as an adopted son-in-law to inherit the business? They might even face revenge. The risk is too great. At minimum, they’d need to observe for about 10 years, right? Hanamura began his pro-Japanese activities right after the Japanese colonial period started.”

Deep, thick trust is never built in a single moment.

“That’s how Hanamura succeeded. In gaining the image of someone who would ‘never betray’ from those involved in that business.”

Taking time,

“That would depend on how well he oppressed fellow Koreans. He needed to show trust rather than ability to swallow up the business.”

Over a very long period,

“And what would be the most effective way to maintain that kind of trust?”

Layer by layer, slowly….

“Yes. How could he do that to his own daughter… Those kinds of actions. A young child, blood relative, Korean. There was no better prey for Hanamura than Huijae, who fit all three criteria perfectly.”

That’s how it was built up.

“Just because she’s Korean, he treats even his infant daughter like that. He really has no blood or tears. All that bastard wants is success, so he’ll never betray us.”

One of the Koreans that Hanamura had systematically pressed down miserably at the bottom was,

“The Empire of Great Japan will last forever.”

his own daughter Rio.

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