Katherine walked slowly as she stepped out of the elevator. Her father wasn't her father? This was by far the worst birthday she ever had. How could they say her father wasn't her father? It's true that he never really did anything when her stepmother bullied her at home, but he was nice to her. He included her in the family matters, he would take her on vacations with the rest of the family although Carol protested.

He gave her a home and he helped her after her mother died.

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The night was long and dreary, and the weather seemed to perfectly depict the mood the seven year old felt. Sitting in the middle of a funeral home, cald in black she didn't even know what to feel. She stared blankly at her mother's smiling face in the picture. It was a lie, her mother didn't smile. She tried to remember the last time her mother smiled but she couldn't picture it. Just her, sitting alone in a funeral home. What a sad funeral she thought, no one else is here just her.

"Mom.... didn't you have any friends? Mom why did you die without any friends? You told me I needed to make friends so why didn't you?" The little girl tearfully asked her mother smiling photo.

After a while she heard a voice behind her.

"Katherine."

"Dad!" She said running into her father's arms. "Dad, why are you late? Mom was lonely." She said.

"Really? I'm sorry, we shouldn't let her be lonely right?" She nodded. "Oh... my strong girl, you must be sad your mother is gone."

Katherine nodded again, "dad, why did she have to leave me?" She cried. "Why did she have do die now?"

Her father knelt down and pulled her to him as she sobbed. "Katherine, do you want to live with dad now?"

She nodded. "Don't worry, you won't be lonely. You'll have a new mother that will take care of you and new siblings. Okay?" He said and she nodded.

"Alright come now, you haven't eaten anything." He said.

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Katherine walked to the liquor cabinet and pulled out a bottle. A maid wanted to protest but backed away after she glared at the woman. She sat at the bar and grabbed a glass. Pouring in the liquor she downed it in one gulp. Pouring another in almost immediately, and drinking that as quickly.

"That's right, that's the least you could do." She heard as she filled up her third glass. She turned around to see Paul's fiancee standing behind her.

Katherine gave her a sloppy smile and held up the glass. "You want some?"

"No thank you, I like my alcohol sweet and expensive. Besides I don't need to drown my sorrow, I didn't just find out that my entire life has been a lie." She said with a mocking smile.

Katherine nodded, "that's right, it's just me then." She slurred taking another huge gulp.

Choi Yuri frowned at her, she was trying to rub salt into her wounds, she should stop dismissing her. "It's hard to love Paul right?"

Katherine looked at her with a cautious frown. "Why are you asking me that?"

"No reason... it's just hard to watch. Women ought to have more self respect don't you think? He basically sees you as a sister and yet you have feelings for him, isn't that just too sad?" She asked.

Katherine eyes darkened. "So what? You think you've won?" She said in her drunken state. She was only a little drunk but that dampened her senses, normally she would have denied that but she didn't care at this point.

"Haven't I?" Yuri asked raising her left hand up to show her the engagement ring. "He gave it to me just this evening, isn't it beautiful?"

"What the hell are you trying to achieve by telling me that? You bitch?" Katherine spat.

"Back off, I don't want to see trash like you around Paul. He didn't love you when you were kids he doesn't love you now." Yuri warned walking over to Katherine to make it more intimidating.

Katherine scoffed. "Are you really that insecure? I mean you won right? Why do you see the need to come threaten me?" Katherine eyes widened as she pouted placing her index finger on her lips as if she just got a bright idea. "By chance do you know that Paul's only going to fuck you and throw you away? I mean that's his style you know, and at the end I'm the only woman that remains constant by his side." She sneered.

Yuri gasped and slapped her, hard.

Katherine laughed as she held her cheek. "Wow.... this is a really crappy party!" She screamed as she yanked Yuri's hair down, bringing it lower so her head was at her bust level.

"You must be mad to think you are a match for me." Katherine spat, slapping her exposed cheek.

Yuri tried to pry out of her hold but Katherine slapped her again. "What are you trying to do? What the hell makes you think you can lay you hands on me!" She hit her again. "On my birthday?!"

Yuri embarrassed by the situation tried to grab Katherine's waist to shove her back. But Katherine was faster than she was. She tugged her hair even lower making her cry out and fall to her knees. Her hands flying to her hair in an attempt to pry Katherine's frim grip away.

"I'm trash? Then you must be lower than trash, you and that mother of yours are complete lowlifes." She spat.

"Let go of me?!" She screamed.

"What? Does it hurt?" Katherine mocked her. "You really are such a fool do you know that? You can't even win a fight why get into one?" She asked.

"You bitch! Let go of me? You're such a thug!" Yuri yelled.

"Thug? Thug? I'm a respected doctor, something you wouldn't understand cause you're just a rich fool living of your parents. And now you just want to live off a rich husband." She said raising her hand to slap her again.

"Katherine!" A stern yell from the door stopped her.

Katherine looked at the person and sighed. Paul walked into the room and Katherine pushed Yuri head away, making her collapse on floor.

"Come with me." He said to Katherine.

Katherine stared at him and scoffed, folding her arms and looking away.

"That wasn't a request." He said pulling her out of the room.

Yuri watched them go in shock, she was the one that was hurt. How could he leave her like that? And with that woman?!

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"You offered me a dance right? Let's go." Jessie interrupted Jason. Goerge smiled as he extended his arm for Jessie to take which she did, with one last look she walked away with the mysterious stranger.

Jason wanted to pull out his hair in frustration. How stubborn can she be?! How did she not know he was the man that had her in an auction house?! Why, just why must she always be so difficult?