𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙏𝙀𝘾𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙎 || TWICE FF

CHAPTER 14

3RD'S POV

Armand hurried through the kitchen, weaving deftly between the bustling cooks who moved about like choreographed chaos, each focused on their culinary tasks.

Dahyun trailed behind him, maintaining a cautious distance of a few meters.

She halted, blending in with the kitchen staff as she watched the old man disappear down a hallway lined with windows, allowing her to keep an eye on him without having to follow directly.

Armand came to a stop at a door guarded by an intimidating figure. The man was tall, bald, and sported a rugged beard that screamed "villain."

'Typical bad guy,' Dahyun thought, narrowing her eyes in suspicion.

She glanced around, quickly hatching a plan. Her gaze landed on a nearby table laden with trays of snacks, ready for serving. With careful movements, she picked up one of the trays and headed towards the door Armand had just entered.

Approaching the guard with a bright smile, Dahyun gestured to her tray, indicating she was there to serve food.

To her surprise, the guard merely nodded and stepped aside to let her pass.

'Uh, that was easy,' she thought with a mental smirk, feeling a rush of pride at her successful ruse.

As Dahyun made her way down the dimly lit hallway, she balanced the tray with care, mindful not to spill anything. The corridor's walls were rough, worn bricks, their age evident. At the end of the hall, an open door beckoned.

She entered the doorway, lifting the tray slightly with one hand before setting it down atop a nearby barrel. The room she stepped into was a sprawling wine cellar, the concrete walls bare and unadorned. Shelves and barrels of wine filled the space, creating a maze-like environment.

Dahyun ventured further into the cellar, her movements cautious and deliberate. In the center of the room, she spotted a neatly arranged set of chairs facing a small stage. About thirty people were seated, each wearing masks that concealed their identities, covering the area around their eyes.

Despite the masks, Dahyun's sharp eyes managed to pick out two familiar faces in the crowd: Jack and Armand. She quickly ducked behind a rack full of wine bottles, peeking through a gap where a bottle was missing, making herself nearly invisible.

A man stood on the mini stage, applause erupting in the room like a thunderstorm of excitement.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," he began with a charismatic smile.

"Please be seated, and we will begin," he said in an entertainer's tone, capturing everyone's attention with his commanding voice.

Dahyun refocused on her mission, raising her hand to her ear and pressing the earpiece until it clicked into super listening mode.

Armand turned his head to Jack, who was seated next to him. 

"I've reached my breaking point with your business partner," he snarled, his eyes narrowing.

The old man then faced forward again. 

"Things are about to get very ugly," he threatened, his voice dripping with disgust.

Jack glared back at him. 

"Why don't we leave Hyunjin alone, you old goat," he spat out, a venomous smile playing on his lips before he directed his attention back to the mini stage.