Chapter 199 – (Episode 199) 29. Their Chatter

(Episode 199)

“Ah, Isabella!”

Park Soo-ji, who has been waiting for Isabella Jones, enters the front door with paper bags full of presents in her hands.

“Am I very late?”

“It’s late, everyone has been talking for a while, and now dinner has started. But what did a kid who wasn’t even single bring so much with him?”

Isabella wore a healthy smile that went well with her full-term belly exposed over a tight ultra-mini one-piece dress.

“It’s nothing special, I just bought some presents for my master and my sisters.”

“Oh, do you have a present for me?”

“Huh, of course not. The unnies have taken good care of our family all this time, but these presents aren’t enough.”

The older sisters Isabella refers to are married women sex slaves, including Park Soo-ji, who accepts gift bags.

“If you see the same family doing this, the owner will scold us.”

“Ah… !”

“Whoops, it’s a joke. Thanks anyway.”

“What’s the real master saying?”

“Master, what are you worried about after getting her real daughter pregnant? Don’t you know how much I love you?”

Isabella warmly accepted Park Soo-ji’s kiss while stroking her belly, like her lover.

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Today’s party is all taken care of by the volleyball team, so we can enjoy it comfortably.”

“Okay?”

Just in time, I noticed that several volleyball players in maid uniforms with 8 or 9 heads were busily passing by.

“Did our pretty babies go see their dad?”

“No, I decided not to spend this Christmas. It’s the way to leave it with the babysitter.”

“Do the kids say that?”

“Yeah, they say they like their current dad better than their real dad.”

“Whooping, the owner will like it when he hears it.”

Calling her eldest sister’s boyfriend daddy is something strange, even though Claire admits it.

“Even so, I managed to leave the fact that I would follow you to the party.”

“Didn’t you bring it?”

“That is…”

“Don’t you know whose baby is the youngest brother in the belly?”

“I accepted the second, but the third and fourth are still immature.”

The second is Claire’s younger sister, who will turn 14 this year and enter high school in September.

The two put down their gift bags in a suitable place and went to the garden to participate in the meal.

“Come to think of it, it must have been difficult for you to accept the facts since your second child is at a very sensitive age.”

“The first time Claire and I explained it, there was an uproar.”

“I can imagine what the situation was like.”

It wasn’t the same, but as a result, they were in a similar position, so Isabella lightly laughed at Park Soo-ji’s reaction.

“Huhuhu, as unnie imagined, it couldn’t be resolved in the end, so the owner had no choice but to step in.”

“Didn’t you ask Master from the beginning?”

“I said yes, but Claire insisted that she could convince me.”

“Did you think her brother would be like you?”

“I guess so, because the second one looks a lot like Claire.”

When I entered the garden, the conversation was cut off as the family members flocked to me because I was the only pregnant woman at the moment.

Han Myeong-shik, who insisted that she was a bee who came late, was stabbed to death, so Isabella was able to eat a meal prepared by Park Su-ji after a while.

“Can I get you another one?”

“I ate more than usual, whew…” I ate heartily.”

When Isabella, leaning back on her couch and sighing, gave birth to her second daughter, she seemed even more lovable, just like her own.

“Isn’t it difficult?”

“She was worried when she remembered her fourth child, but she’s surprised every day that it wasn’t difficult at all.”

“Huh, so did I.”

“Is it also because of the owner?”

“Of course.”

As mentioned, Isabella lifted her upper body very lightly with her pregnant body, and she came up and sat down with a playful, teenage look.

“Isn’t her sister pregnant with her third?”

“When you give birth, will you allow me to have six daughters?”

“What does it matter to ten people and twenty people, they will all become the owner’s women anyway.”

Clinging to the same thought, Park Soo-ji stroked her Spanish sister’s pretty little face as the memory of her confusion came to mind.

“The master seems to have no intention of even touching her daughter.”

“Really?”

“I don’t know what will happen when the kids grow up, but for now, they said yes.”

“The second of us openly kept an eye on him… ?”

“She is not my real daughter.”

“Ah… That’s right, right…”

Park Soo-ji immediately recognized what Isabella was thinking as she stroked her stomach and dyed her face red.

“Didn’t you say that the second one looked a lot like Claire?”

“Due to the influence of her father from Northern Europe, her looks are very different, but her personality and interests are the most similar among the three.”

“Then he said he would act like her older sister?”

“So far, she hasn’t specifically said what she wants to do.”

“Okay? Claire dreamed of becoming an actress even before entering high school, right?”

“She had no interest in anything other than cheerleading because of her career as a child actress.”

She nodded her head at Isabella’s light reply, but Park Soo-ji couldn’t solve her worried expression.

“If the movie is released and the drama being filmed in Korea is released, the interest in Claire will increase dramatically. Will it be okay as her younger sister?”

“That kind of thing has a big impact on him… ?”

She is asking because, as Isabella, she really doesn’t know. Because of problems with her second husband, she has been living apart from Claire, so her daughter, in her mid-to-late teens, is effectively her first child.

“There won’t be a big problem given that Claire has lived a similar period of hers fairly well, but she won’t be without an impact.”

“Then… Wouldn’t she like to pay attention?”

“It’s a time when she hates her parents’ attention because it’s meddling, but I need to make it clear that she’s watching over me with love.”

“Ah…”

In fact, Isabella herself met her first husband while in high school and had a history of conceiving her eldest daughter before graduation, so she was by no means a stranger to her.

“I’m not in a position to give this kind of advice, as I’ve never been troubled by Naeun’s problem thanks to meeting my master in my second year of high school…”

“No, I think I was thinking too complacently. She almost made the same mistake by not being there for Claire when she needed her mom in the thick of it.”

Isabella, who had been immersed in the happiness of living as a sex slave for Han Myeong-sik, with a scream-like moan until a moment ago, was determined to face the fact that she was the mother of four daughters.

“Don’t worry too much, we have a master.”

“Even though I have a lot of family members, I don’t want to worry about this.”

While sharing a comforting hug, Park Soo-ji belatedly remembered something when Isabella pointed out that she had many family members.

“Right! Isabella, didn’t you come to the Christmas party?”

“Yeah, you couldn’t go to Saudi Arabia because of the kids.”

“The little house has two more new members.”

“Okay… ?”

If it’s a small house, it’s where the women who help Myeong-sik Han and work at the Psychic Countermeasures Headquarters live, so I thought it wouldn’t be a matter of worrying about the addition of new members.

Isabella couldn’t hide her tension because the charms of the two strange beauties she briefly saw in the garden were so impressive.

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Since there are more than 40 members in the family, the two new members were fortunately out of the clutches of Myeong-sik Han, so they were able to find a place to greet each other.

“Greetings, this is Daisy Brown from England.”

At Park Soo-ji’s introduction, Daisy Brown, with her brown, medium-length hair, stylishly trimmed with a perm, and a youthful beauty that would be mistaken for a late teens, bowed her head politely.

“Hello, I heard a lot about you with my eldest daughter. Please feel free to call me Daisy.”

“As I heard, I’m Claire Lopez’s mother, Isabella Jones, and I’m part of the family now, so feel free to call me.”

“Yes, let your sister go too.”

“Would that be?”

With a British accent like that of Olivia Harris, whom she often meets for her eldest daughter’s management work, the friendly demeanor was familiar.

“This is Faduma from Somalia.”

“My name is Faduma, who was reborn as a woman thanks to Myungsik. I look forward to seeing her in the future.”

Isabella stammered at Faduma’s overwhelming beauty, unable to believe that he was her man, who smiled broadly, revealing her straight teeth, which seemed even whiter thanks to her dark chocolate-colored smooth skin.

“Bar… Nice to meet you.”

“I heard that Myung-shik is pregnant with her child?”

“That’s right.”

“Take it easy, sister.”

“Yes, treat Faduma comfortably.”

It didn’t take long for the family members who attended the New Year’s Eve party, including Park Soo-ji, who sat next to her, to get closer because it was meaningless to consider their age and they were in a position to love a man.

“I’m going to see what the volleyball team is doing and come back, so we’re talking.”

Park Soo-ji, who had prepared a place for her, moved aside from her notice, and Daisy asked what she was curious about as if she had been waiting.

“I heard Claire gave permission to have a baby, is that true?”

“Huh.”

“Mr.

“Huh.”

“How did you do it with superpowers?”

She remembered the prank she had played at the prom party, but Isabella slipped over as she didn’t seem to notice.

“No… Girl?”

“You’re not sure she’s not even your sister?”

“Well… , Anyway, it doesn’t matter to us anymore, right?”

“That’s true, but it’s a case where her daughter accepted the affair her mother had with her boyfriend, which would be impossible except for her psychic powers.”

It’s true that it’s not an easy story to tell unless you’re close enough to Park Soo-ji, who left her seat a while ago.

Isabella responded with her lightheartedness, as if she seemed interested in Daisy or Padu, who had just joined the family.

“At the time, I was so distracted, but now that I think about it, it’s kind of surprising.”

“Right? It’s not an easy case for an 18-year-old girl to accept.”

Faduma, who had been listening to Daisy’s reaction, interjected with a shy smile.

“Aren’t you accepting it without prejudice because you’re an 18-year-old who is sexually curious?”

“That’s a pretty masculine view, Faduma. What are the odds that an attractive girl like Claire would have such a unique sexual ritual?”

Isabella let out a deep sigh and shook her head.

“It’s all my fault for neglecting her daughter’s most important period.”

“Is it your sister’s fault?”

At least the members of the big family know about it, so she confessed the circumstances of her separation due to her second husband’s sexual assault and the fact that her trauma was healed after meeting Myeong-shik Han.

“Ah… If so, Claire’s actions could be possible.”

It’s a story that started lightly, but I didn’t expect Daisy to comfort her with an understanding response.

“You don’t know how grateful I am to Claire for understanding and accepting me like this. If I couldn’t meet Myeong-shik, the mother and daughter would still be living apart from each other, let alone reconciliation.”

“I understand her sister’s feelings toward Myungsik.”

Unlike the two, who have a special and dramatic inner story, Daisy, who had become a member of the family, almost clinging to her greed and curiosity, complained for nothing.

“Hey, Faduma, why don’t you stop pretending and get that virginity label off?”

“I’m proud of you. Isn’t Daisy a professional?”

Isabella quickly intervened between the two, who were glaring at each other as if they were fighting.

“Ruler… Wait, Faduma, are you still with Myung-sik?”

“Eww… Huh.”

“I know that your colleagues experienced it for the first time as soon as they became a woman, but do you have another reason?”

Daisy gently stroked the back of Faduma, who always hesitated and couldn’t answer when they glared at each other.

“He also has his own circumstances, sister.”

“Tell me, I feel much more at ease now that I have confided in you guys.”

Isabella’s kind and warm smile, holding her hand tightly, made Faduma feel as comfortable as being held in her mother’s arms.

“It would be better for me to step aside.”

Assuming she wasn’t a seasoned agent of the British Secret Service (SIS; MI6), Daisy quickly got up and left, wagging her well-cooked ass.

The small house family members who directly participated in the last operation are well aware of the circumstances, so Faduma, who has never had a chance to speak directly,

Isabella, who did not belong to either a big or a small house and was pregnant with a child of Han Myeong-sik, was the perfect person to confide her concerns to.

(Continued on next episode 200)