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Gangnam, South Korea.

"Hey, wake up," Oh Yoon-hee and Su-ryeon heard Logan's voice as he shook the older woman's shoulder. Su-ryeon groaned and closed her eyes tightly. Her grip around Oh Yoon-hee's arm tightened. Logan frowned. He hadn't seen her that peaceful in a long time. "We're at the hotel," he informed them, biting down hard on his lip to control his loathe towards Oh Yoon-hee. Her head was resting on tops of Su-ryeon's and she was smiling. Su-ryeon opened her eyes and frowned when she realized that she had fallen asleep on their way to the hotel from the airport. She noticed that was using Oh Yoon-hee's shoulder as her pillow and let go of her. Oh Yoon-hee woke up when she felt Su-ryeon moving away from her.

"I'm sorry. I must have fallen asleep without realizing it," Su-ryeon apologized, shyly. It wasn't like her to fall asleep in cars, but Oh Yoon-hee's perfume was so inviting that she couldn't help it. Oh Yoon-hee offered her a small smile. All three of them got out of the car, grabbed their suitcases, and made their wait to the hotel. They had booked the rooms in advance, so once inside the hotel, they asked for their keys and took the elevator.

"Should we meet at 5pm in my room?" Su-ryeon asked them when the elevator dinged. Logan and Oh Yoon-hee nodded as they walked through the long corridor.

"You know the rules. We have one week to take them down, after that, we leave," Logan reminded them, seriously. Both women nodded.

"Let the fun begin until then," Oh Yoon-hee replied, smiling at them. Logan rolled his eyes and entered his room. Su-ryeon bit her lip and she entered hers. Oh Yoon-hee went to her room and poured herself a glass of Soju. She needed to chill.

*

Logan sat on the sofa next to his bed and looked into the documents his men had given him. They had all the information required to ruin Cheon Seo-jin and Joo Dan-tae.

Cheon Seo-jin and Joo Dan-tae were engaged. Seok-hoon and Seok-kyung were studying in America, but were back to Korea for the holiday season. Cheon Seo-jin still lived in her flat with her daughter while Joo Dan-tae and the twins still lived in the penthouse. However, there was something missing. His men couldn't find why Dr. Ha wasn't around anymore. He raised an eyebrow and decided to go to Su-ryeon. He grabbed his file and got out of his room. He knocked twice on her door, but there was no reply. He worried and used his card to enter the room.

"Shim Su-ryeon?" he called her, looking around, but there was no sign of her. He was about to call her when he spotted a note on her bed. He frowned and grabbed it carefully.

I'm sorry, but I couldn't wait any longer.
I'll be back soon.
S.

Logan crumpled up the white piece of paper in an attempt to control his anger. She had broken the first rule of their agreement. He took out his phone and tracked her phone down before leaving her room. He knocked on Yoon-hee's door energetically.

"Logan, did something happen?" she asked her, concerned. Logan noticed that she was holding a half empty bottle of Soju and sighed in frustration. "I'm not drunk," she assured him before he scolded her.

"Sure you're not. Shim Su-ryeon broke the first rule!" Logan informed her, mad. Yoon-hee invited him to come in. She closed the door and Logan handed her the note. She put the bottle aside and grabbed what was left of the crumpled paper. She read the note twice.

"Did you call her?" Oh Yoon-hee asked him, worried. He nodded. "But she didn't reply. Shit! We need to find her before they do," Oh Yoon-hee said, grabbing her purse and phone. Logan opened the door and they took the stairs downstairs. They were about to leave the building when Logan saw Joo Dan-tae entering the building. He grabbed Oh Yoon-hee's wrist and indicated her to stay silence. She followed his eyes and saw the protagonist of her nightmares. Her heartbeats became irregular and her blood began to boil. They hid behind a wall as they followed him with their eyes. Logan prayed to god that Su-ryeon didn't show up right then.

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