★ Chapter Fourty-eight

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Chapter 48







Taeyong walks downstairs, calling a specific number so many times he's lost count. He has the phone on his shoulder as he heads downstairs, craving a smoothie for some reason.

"You alright?" Joy asks him in a low tone. Taeyong knits his eyebrows. Yuta looks rather rough, limping and bruises on his face with a busted lip.

Haechan snorts, slapping a hand over his mouth. Both him and Joy send a glare to him.

"Damn, whatever happened to you. . .it was deserved." Haechan snickers. Joy gets up, getting defensive. Too defensive for Taeyong's liking as she approaches Haechan.

Jaemin rolls his eyes, walking away from the situation.

"Joy." Taeyong calls her name, his glare giving her a clear warning and she backs off.

Haechan scoffs before hurrying to catch up with Jaemin.

Taeyong sighs before dialing the number once again. He's thinking of giving up but he can't. Just then, he's distracted as he sees a woman who he recognizes as Sicheng's mom storming in.

She stops, making sure to give the nastiest look to Yuta. She isn't ashamed to show her disgust before continuing and heading down the hall.

Taeyong brushes it off, not thinking too much about it before sitting down at the dining table.

"Sir." Yeonwoo comes up to him with an envelope with Johnny's name on it. He hands it over to Taeyong before walking off without a word.

Taeyong finds it odd but shrugs it off. He opens the envelope and finds a picture with Doyoung and Ji Nakyung.

"What the hell. . ."

















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Sicheng takes a deep breath before entering the training room.

"It's been a long time since I've been here." She says, looking around as she lightly touches the equipment. The doors suddenly shut, startling Sicheng.

"Dong Sicheng."

"Yes. . ." Sicheng replies, hesitantly. Something about his mom visiting so out of the blue left him uneasy.  He loves his mom but he can't help but feel quite wary.

She finally stands before him with a blank expression. She then proceeds to slap him across the face, taking him by surprise.

"I carried you for nine months. I raised you with care. I made sacrifices for you. Even after all that, you're still ungrateful."

Sicheng rubs his cheek. "What. . .?" He's confused. He steps back, fearful. "I've always been grateful."

"Really? If you were then you wouldn't be with that nakamoto boy!" She yells. Sicheng's heart drops as his cheeks beat up with shame.

"They're disgusting, wicked, sick people! I've told you this. Why do you still continue to hang out with that boy!" She chastises him, yelling.

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