22. The Letter

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It's been almost a week since Dad was stabbed, and the media's going crazy. This morning, there were around a dozen reporters outside my house, and the entire company has descended into chaos. Funnily enough, the hideout is the only place I feel safe at the moment.

At the moment, I'm at Dad's funeral, standing on the side of his coffin with Jinyoung and Yunhee. We bow at each of the visitors, and I begin to feel dizzy from the sensation. I stand back up, looking at Dad's coffin. It's adorned with flowers and a picture of him smiling sits in the centre. I look past the entrance of the room and see many of the workers from the company sitting down and eating.

Yunhee sniffles and I glance at her. She's taken her husband's death really badly. She made sure the culprit was caught. Turns out the man who murdered Dad was a mercenary. My grandmother's death and Dad's seem too similar to be a coincidence. Grandmother was shot to death, and Dad was stabbed in his own bedroom. Just like both times, Yunhee was out with her friends, and the cases were wrapped up too quickly. Both mercenaries were sent to prison to pay for their crimes, and neither would speak a word of who hired them. I haven't mentioned anything to Jinyoung, but I've talked to Taeyong about it. He told me to leave it to the police, and that it's not a problem we can solve.

The funeral finally ends, and Yunhee and Jinyoung head to the office to sort out the bequeath. I'm about to go home when Jinyoung stops me.

"Where are you going?" he asks.

"Home," I say, slightly confused.

"You have to come to the office with us," Jinyoung says, and I frown.

"But..." I mutter, following him.

I didn't think my Dad would've left anything for me, but if Jinyoung expects me to go with him, I will. I get out my phone and text Lucas where I'm going, and I follow Jinyoung's car. When we arrive, we sit at the large table in silence, and the man dealing with the will looks slightly surprised.

"Did you come straight from the funeral?" he asks.

"We wanted to get this over with quickly," Yunhee sniffles, and the man nods.

"The first thing I'm going to go through is the shares of the company. He left Jinyoung sixty-five per cent of his shares. Thirty per cent goes to Shin Jieun and five go to Yunhee," the man announces, and I look up at him in shock.

"What?" Yunhee asks in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, are you sure that's what it says?" I ask, shocked.

I expected a maximum of one per cent of the shares, but I get thirty instead? And he left me more than his wife?

"I am sure," the man confirms, and I glance at Jinyoung who looks equally surprised as me.

"And we're the only ones he split his shares with?" he asks, and the man nods.

He starts going through everything he left Jinyoung and Yunhee, and I zone out, still shocked.

"Jieun," the man says, and I look up.

"Yes?" I ask.

"Your father left you a house situated in the northwest of England. If you'd like to take possession of the house, you need to sign here," he says, and I stare at him as he slides a document and a pen over to me.

"What? But I thought he sold the house?" I ask in disbelief, and the man shakes his head.

"The house hasn't been lived in for more than ten years," he says.

"You can't sign it! I won't let you!" Yunhee suddenly snaps, her eyes alight with anger.

My confusion disappears and I glare at her.

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