The table in front of him, was more or less the biggest defense Jackson has at the moment.
He knew his minions were capable enough to subdue the male in front of him. His men were loaded with ammunition once news was heard that Yeonjun was paying a visit to Papillon.
Jackson still believed his men could tackle him, finish him then and there, but the aftermath would be fatal. He wouldn't even be able to bother enough about the life he would have next because there will not be one.
Kang Taehyun would hunt him down. He would lose his life.
Yeonjun had came wanting to know answers.
About Mark.
Jackson cursed every god out there who made him meet Mark Tuan.
Hong Kong had already been bad enough and now this to top it all.
Jackson knew he was sweating.
It's a one way ride. Whichever side he chooses he will die by the hands of the other.
Choosing sides suddenly became easy for Jackson on one thought.
Minji.
His beloved niece.
That monster knew exactly where Minji was. He was friends with her as well. The idea that Mark could easily pick her up from school, playing the good guy, and her lifeless body later ending up in an abandoned frieght truck scared Jackson.
Even the mere image of it annihilated him.
Jackson chose his side. He knew which, he knew he would die, but Minji, at least he would die knowing that she was alive.
Fortunately Jackson had his men search Yeonjun for weapons, and they had apparently found nothing.
Jackson knew Yeonjun will never show up here empty-handed.
Either he was hiding weapons, or worst Kang Taehyun was already here.
For once he wishes for the first option.
"It's been over fifteen minutes, Wang." Yeonjun muttered out.
He leaned across, placing his elbow over the velvet overlay of the table, eyeing the older male.
Taunting him.
"I know you have answers. All you need is spill 'em out."
Jackson clenched his fists.
He could.
Maybe he could be offered sanctuary.
But in the blink of an eye, Mark will know. And Minji will not be safe.
Jackson closed his eyes, shutting himself off for a minuscule of a moment.
Hong Kong suddenly felt so distant.
He had found solace there. Peace.
He should have stayed home.
"What makes you think I'll tell you anything, Choi?" Jackson gritted out, face a mask, stoic enough that even Yeonjun needed a double take to know if he was uneasy on the inside.
Yeonjun smirked.
Very well. That's how he wants to play then.
Yeonjun slowly reached across his left pocket, his actions causing the entire fleet of men there to draw guns, fingers threatening to press the triggers.
Yeonjun snickered.
"Easy, guys."
"I won't bite." Yeonjun added.
He procured the gem, from inside his dresspants.
Taehyun had insisted Jackson was given a truce. And the best option he had chosen was Taehyun's strongest material asset.
Diamonds.
Jackson's obsession with diamonds was an open fact. So much so that Taehyun knew the entire market could be sweeped away if Jackson had enough resources.
