Overthrow

"Oh!" Haru put both her hands on her chest as her eyes showered with concern and affection, "I never knew you were this sweet, Haewon-ssi!" She exclaimed dramatically. 

Haewon continued to rub her face dry with a handkerchief, except her face was already quite dry. The imaginary tears hadn't yet fallen. 

"I've been Haneul's friend since childhood," Haru continued, "So it's nice to see someone who actually cares." She added with stars in her eyes, her phone in her pocket on a voice call.

The other end of the voice call was Youngsoo and Jiwoo, taking notes on any information Haru could extract from Haewon. 

"I didn't have my own daughter, right?" Haewon said, "That's why I treated Haneul like my own." She added. 

"Is that so?" Haru asked with an impressed tone. "I knew we could trust you." 

Haewon sniffed. "I just hope we can find her soon."