However, my calmness was suddenly disturbed when I realized what A Yeong just said, that she let Lee got into my office. I immediately straightened my back and almost shouted, "Why did you let him in?!"

With a pause, I emphasized, "How many times I've told you that you have to arrange the visits for everyone at the company — everyone! Do you understand what that 'everyone' means, huh? I don't care if it's important or not. Just ask them to wait in the lobby. But, you just let Lee get in? Seriously?! You know that my relationship with him isn't that good."

A Yeong tried to explain, "Sir, I'm sorry. I've asked Mr. Lee to wait there, but he still refused and just barged in. The security officers couldn't even do anything because his men pointed their guns. I'm sorry, sir." Taking a deep breath, she then added, "I can't do anything about it either. Moreover, Mr. Lee is a leader who was directly appointed by your father in the agency. I will probably get in trouble. Besides, it's impossible for him wants to listen to what I say. He won't even listen to you, so what about me? My words will mean nothing to him, sir."

I snorted irritably.

I leaned my back against the seatback limply and tried to think about this with a cold head.

I massaged the bridge of my nose before speaking, "Next time, if you do the same thing again, I'll fire you."

"Urgh, sir! Don't corner me. I told you that I can't do anything—"

I shortly hung up the ongoing call without caring about A Yeong's words.

I was about to contact Donghwa. But, before my thumb tapped the screen, the big man in the driver's seat asked in surprise, "Sir, did something happen? Is there a serious problem?"

"Yeah."

After answering briefly, I immediately tapped the call button.

When the call was connected, it didn't take long for Donghwa to answer.

"Hey, Kim, where the hell are you? I'm at TU now. I want to talk to you," he said on the phone.

I paused, and wondered inside, he could say that after making a fuss at someone's place?

Heh, he really doesn't know his place!

Annoyed, I replied, "What the hell? What else do you want to talk about, Lee? If you want me to let you see Chunghee, for whatever reason, fuck off. Don't ever expect me to do that. Is that clear?" I added, "Now, get your men out of there right now."

After my words, he fell silent for a while before answering in a gentle tone that sounded disgusting, "I just want to give Chunghee a Christmas gift and I want you to give this to him. That's all, then I'll leave."

Hearing that request, a cold grin etched onto my face by itself. There was a sense of resentment and anger when I heard what he just said.

How ridiculous. Either he conveyed this on purpose or he was in a state of unconsciousness; asking for such an impossible thing, which was definitely getting rejected from me.

I didn't want them to meet each other, especially if Chunghee had to accept a gift from him. I would never let that happen.

I laughed coldly, intending to ridicule him while saying, "Heh, I'm sure, that you already know what I want to say when you ask for something like that, right? I don't need to give any response anyway. You better get rid of your men right now before this problem gets more serious. Remember that you're just one of my father's dogs. I could easily destroy you."

"Are you threatening me? You must know that I'm not that cowardly just because of your bluff. I know I'm only a dog to your father, but I can bite my master with my fangs. Keep that in your mind, beast." With a pause, he continued in a cold tone, "I'll get rid of them if you promise to give this gift to Chunghee. So, hurry come over here before I destroy your property."

"You bastard!"

"Why? I've dealt with the police before, so I'm not afraid to get in trouble with anyone again," he replied, threatening.

I laughed coldly after hearing the words. For a moment, it occurred to me: 'Is this how he plays in the dark business with his buddy?'

Heh, no wonder they're buddy. They're both dirty and cunning in the same field.

I said to him, "You know, it's not just a threat. I don't like threatening someone actually."

"I don't care. You want to destroy my career in business and I don't care." He was heard taking a deep breath before continuing, "The only thing I care about right now is Chunghee. If you won't let me hear his voice, then I'm begging you to give my gift to him. You don't have to say that it's from me. Just give it to him, then it's enough for me."

"Huh? Do you think I care about all that you say too? Do you think I'll be merciful to you? Don't be so naive, dude," I said.

Paused for a moment, he suddenly spoke in a low voice that was different from the previous intonation. "Kim, please, I beg you, I didn't mean to make a fuss with you. But, I—"

Without hearing the sentence finished, I immediately hung up.

Seemingly, he also didn't call me back after a while I cut our conversation.

That's good though.

I was also sick of hearing the same crap of him over and over again.

I didn't know what was on his mind to easily say such a thing.

Is he waiting for the mercy of me?

As a person who had a human side, I felt empathetic. I knew how he felt, but on the other hand, I also cursed him.

Isn't he someone who deserves to feel that way?

Suffering ...

Let's just say, the suffering he was feeling right now was atonement for sins for his own mistakes.

That's God's business. I knew that I had no right to interfere in it. However, as an ordinary human, I had a fit of anger and cursed him no matter what!

A few minutes later, arriving at TU company, I hurriedly headed to my office without caring about many pairs of eyes that kept following the direction in which I was walking. Their eyes looked astonished and many question marks were painted on their faces.

When I was inside my office, I could see a man in a neat-dark suit sitting on the sofa while looking down languidly with a parcel on his lap. His face looked gloomy and lackluster, but the toughness within him was still clearly visible in his eyes as soon as he lifted his chin.

The gaze he showed was far from friendly manner. Even from the brownish glint in his eyes seemed like the flames of hatred. I knew that he hated me so bad and was hostile towards me for snatching Chunghee from him.

A cold familiarity describing how rigorous his personality was as a grumpy. It suited him well.

I sat in front of him, acting indifferently while showing him a nonchalant gaze. I said, "I told you that move your ass away from here. Also, if you have no business dealings with me, you should never put your foot in this place or show your fucking face to me."

After a moment of silence, he looked at me with darkening eyes, revealing how many burdens he was carrying on his shoulders right now.

He took a deep breath to calm himself, then asked, "How is Chunghee now? Is he okay?"

However, even though he tried to say the words as gently as possible, it still sounded unfriendly.

I grinned coldly. Straightening my back, my sharp eyes fell on him, then spoke with provocative words, "Ah, Chunghee, he's fine though. He just a little tired."

Instantly his cold face turned with surprise. There was anxiety as he asked, "What happened to him? Is he sick?"

"No." I leaned back lazily, showing a cold meaningful smile.

He frowned, then asked once again in surprise, "Then, why did he get tired? What happened?"

Hearing his question that sounded like the question of an innocent boy, made me smile coldly before asking casually, "Are you sure? Do you really want to hear it?"

"Say it!"

"Heh, okay then. He is tired because it seems that I was too excited when we had sex last night," I replied casually.

He looked stiffened all of a sudden, gritting his teeth tightly while clenching his fists. He was silent for a moment before he laughed hollowly. He said, feeling disbelief, "Heh, no, no, it's no way. I know you're lying. I know you just want to provoke me, right?"

I laughed at his words. He was probably right that I meant to provoke him by the words and make him feel jealous.

This is a provocation indeed.

But, he didn't know that what I just said was serious.

Grinning coldly, I replied, "Heh, do you think so? What if I said that Chunghee has a mole on his stomach, precisely near his navel, and there is also one near his groin."