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"Welcome to Daia Company. How may I help you?" The receptionist said in a gentle voice as she typed on her computer, not even tearing her eyes away from the screen. "I want the best foster mother you have in here." The man clad in expensive suit nonchalantly said. "Uhm, we have a lot of best mothers in here. If you would like, our assistants can take you to our manager's office. He has the files of---" The woman was cut off by the man's deep voice, causing her to look at the man. "I said." The man sighed."The BEST foster mother you have. I don't need file. I just need the BEST of the BEST." "Ah, yes sir. Please excuse me for a bit." The receptionist smiled kindly at him and called someone on the telephone. He couldn't hear the conversation but he was certain that it was about his request. "May I ask for your name, sir?" The receptionist asked, telephone still in hand. "Taehyung." He cleared his throat. "Kim Taehyung." Status: DISCONTINUED 🅗🅘🅖🅗🅔🅢🅣 🅡🅐🅝🅚🅘🅝🅖🅢 🏅#46 in kimtaehyungfanfic
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