Chapter 17 - 16. Return of Prodigal Daughter
A black car rushed through the highway toward the airport at one sunny afternoon. But soon, it slowed down and entered a languid pace, even though there was no traffic in sight.
"Hah--so what if I'm a little late?" the driver grumbled. "Pete told me she didn't even scold him when he was an hour late in the past."
The driver was late, extremely so. He was supposed to be at the arrival gate when he was busy grumbling behind the wheel. The man didn't even have a solid reason for it--he was simply overslept while taking a nap. A normal family driver would be worried about their future employment if they were ever a minute late to pick up a daughter of the family head, but this man was very much at ease.
He did, however, have a precedent for his perceived ease in tardiness. While he was relatively new and only worked for the family after the second daughter left to study abroad, he had heard enough from the other workers. An upright and polite girl, even to the employees. Very meek, soft-spoken, never got angry.
Basically a pushover.
A driver was an hour late one time, and she didn't even scold the person. She simply let out a sigh and still thanked the driver after arriving home. The driver was initially worried, but there was no summon from the chairman or the house manager even after a week. A maid broke one of her favorite music box, and again, she only told the girl to be careful next time.
A meek young lady incapable of expressing anger. It was quite apparent, especially for the house staff, that Lee Seul-ah always avoided conflict, did not like attention, and very rarely stood up for herself. The driver heard that the second daughter only raised her voice if someone insulted her mother, the deceased second wife.
So, really...no one felt the need to fear her. If anything, the staff was happily using her as a release of some sort. After feeling miserable for being treated harshly like dirt while facing the other children and the two wives, it felt good to be able to look down on the so-called aristocrat of modern society.
"She even still had prestige in the past--but what does she have now?" the driver snickered as the car entered the airport's gate. "She can't even have decent grades even though the chairman pours out a lot of money. No one is supporting her anymore."
The driver laughed; there was not much news about the second daughter while she was abroad, but what they heard was undesirable. Bad grades, party all night--there were even rumors about her sleeping around with random people. She only graduated after five years because the family poured money into the university for a diploma. Honestly though, it wasn't anything surprising from conglomerate children--they acted like that all the time. But coming from someone who used to be so upright, it was a huge disappointment.
A downfall, if one must say.