"I'm going to put a glitch in the system."
Centuries have passed and many things changed. Science has always been part of the way we live - on how we do things. Maybe because it makes our life easier. It contributed a lot to humanity.
However, becau...
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Chapter 4
Hidden Intention
Minho wiped the stray bullet of sweat off of his forehead after finishing the bottle of whiskey in one go and slammed the now empty bottle on the table. Mr. Park looked at him with one brow raised and a smirk crept on the side of his lips.
"Can I leave now?" Minho spat, glaring at the old man who's in his early 70s. He wore a white sleeved shirt and a black vest.
"Not until you agree—"
"No."
Mr. Park looked intensely at Minho but the latter didn't break the eye contact and kept his dark demeanor. The old man ended up sighing in defeat.
"There's this one thing I will propose to you just in case it will—"
"What is it?"
"Minho, I know we already talked about--"
"I know."
"Will you let me finish my say first?" The old man exclaimed.
Mr. Park sighed before speaking. "Your dream position. It's been years since you dreamed of being the Head of the Intel. I see you're quite experienced and is already qualified to take over to the said position." Mr. Park said and smirked. "That if you keep an eye on this girl." He added.
Minho glared intensely at Mr. Park. His tensed jaw clenched and the both of his fists curled up into a ball revealing his veins underneath his light skin.
"I'm telling you, Minho. If we get to earn her trust, she will agree on those tests we have been preparing for almost years now. She's quite intelligent, don't you think?" The old man said and stood up, walking straight to Minho.
