Arranged?(OR NOT!)

CHAPTER 34: JIWOO's VISIT

Seokjin's statement hit Yoongi
in a way he couldn't tell.
But did he care?
No!
Hoseok was the traitor here,
he has no reason to think about anything.
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"Hoseok, why didn't you tell me those were the documents you were looking for? We worked on it together, remember?" Namjoon spoke, picking up the papers the younger had left scattered all over the floor.

Right! Why would he forget. A lot was on his mind. He could remember taking the documents to Namjoon to help him go through it, since he didn't quite understand what the agreement was about.

Namjoon had gone through it and confirmed that he could now take it to Yoongi after making some corrections.

"B- but those ones aren't the approved ones. I'm looking for the ones Yoongi Hyung signed."

"I have them somewhere in my computer. I'll go find it, it might take a while tho. But I need you to go home and take a rest. You're not feeling well right now and I'm afraid your health is getting worse."

"But those aren't the originals. I have the originals somewhere. I left them in the office last week Friday."

"Hoseok." Jimin placed a hand on his shoulder. "We'll help you find them. What we need right now is for you to take a rest, please."

Hoseok reluctantly gave in after so much persuasion. He wanted to join them to find it, but they insisted that he go home.

Taehyung was the one that drove him home. But what he forgot to do was make sure he went inside his room and inform the maids to watch after him.

For the moment he left the premises, Hoseok was out again, making his way to the bus stop.

He'd checked everywhere and the papers were no were to be found. The only place left was the company's giant shredder.

Since it was a giant one, it was only disposed off once in two weeks. He prayed he'd find it there, for that was his only hope.

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"Crap! We lost him again." Namjoon groaned, hitting his head on the head rest of his seat.

"What now?" Seokjin queried, noticing the distress in the former's voice.

"It's Hoseok. The maids said he left again. They don't know where he is."

"I thought as much. He's a determined fellow. He wouldn't listen until he find those papers. We need to find them as quick as possible before things get out of hand."

"Yeah, I remember scanning them to my mail last week Friday. I needed to go through them for further actions." Namjoon said, scrolling through his series of unread mails on his computer.

"I need to call Hoseok's sister. I don't know if that'll be a great idea. He seems closest with her. Maybe she can help us out with Hoseok.

Namjoon stopped typing, signing heavily. Contemplating on the idea. "What if she's part of them?"

Namjoon might have or might not have done a thorough background check on Hoseok after the night they took him home. And the informations he got was nothing close to pleasant.

That explains why he was beyond pissed with how Yoongi was behaving. And Seokjin deciding not to stop him from beating Yoongi up said it all.

Seokjin thought about it for a while, shaking his head after. "I doubt it. She's the only one that seems out of the clear, and I've withnessed Hoseok argue with her without any fear in him. I spoke to her on the day of his wedding, and she was really concerned for him."

Seokjin ended up informing Jiwoo, and she didn't waste time in flying to Korea.

She pushed aside all her schedule for the week, postponing them to further notice, before flying to Korea.

The first person she went to meet was Yoongi. She needed to talk some sense into him.

Jiwoo barged unannounced into his office. Very angry.

"Where's my brother?!?! What did you do to him?!" She almost yelled at him.

Yoongi was unphased by her rage, he knew she was going to make a visit anyway. "I don't know, call him and ask yourself." He answered non chalantly.

If she had the strength to, she would have definitely turn him apart by now.

"Are you crazy?! You fucking dare to sit down there and tell me that?" Jiwoo wasn't a person that loved using course words, but would lost control when pushed to the peak. She was beyond angry.

Yoongi clenched his jaw, hands sliding into his pockets. He got up, slowly striding towards the older lady. He got close to her. He was taller than her, much more taller. "What do you want me to say?" He said leaning down to her level, their face inches from each other.

He was trying to intimidate her, it wasn't working. Jiwoo would surely be an alpha if she was a wolf. She never got intimidated, no matter the circumstances.

She spat on his face. "If you're trying to make me cower, try harder!" She seethed with gritted teeth.

Yoongi smirked, rising up from his leaning position. He wiped the spit off his face. "I see. Y'all have your different personalities, but all still the same thing."

"Since he's the most innocent looking one, you use him as your bait against rich men. Isn't it? You sell him to them and then they fall victim for his beauty. Then you'll have easy access to their wealth."

"Why not rent him out to a strip club or a prostitute parlor. I'm sure you'll earn more than you can afford righ-..."

She slapped him. Hard on the face, leaving red finger prints behind.

If Jiwoo wasn't fuming before, then she was beyond red by now. Angry tears Treathning to fall as those uncourt words spilled out of the taller male's mouth.

"You fucking bastard! I trusted you with him! Despite my guts telling me otherwise. Goddamit!! I should have known. Y'all rich folks are the same thing. All what you've got in your head is your wealth. You drag the innocent people to the mud just because you want to be above the world."

Yoongi scoffed, "are you trying to lecture me?"

"No Yoongi! there's no use lecturing a monster! All you do is think about yourself. You don't care about what's around you or what's happening to the people around you. You've lived with Hoseok for almost a year and you still know nothing about him! I bet you don't know what month or date he was born talkless of how much of a shitty childhood he had gone through. Cause of you knew, you wouldn't be saying any of those words right now." She seethed angrily, angry stray tears slowly making it's way down her cheek.

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