My Red Peony [SeokSoo FF]

✿︎ 𝑡𝑤𝑜 ✿︎

SEOKMIN P.O.V

I headed back to James's house after the little small talk with that man earlier.

I throw myself on the bed and let out a sigh as I cover my face with my arms together.

I reach the business card that he hand me just now from inside my pocket of my coat and stare blankly at it for few minutes.

Joshua Beldever Hong.

What his korean name again?

Jisoo?

He say he is a Korean too. Well, his accent is a little bit quiet off but I can tell he is Asian from his face.

He said that I can give him a call if I need any help. Logically, he must be got another intentions by saying that, what a fool handing his number to a complete stranger and tell them to call them if you need any help like some kind small charity.

Not to mention that he is the president of J.B Tech Coms. His company were well known for having some kind of gangsters or mafias related working under him too.

Whatever it is, his intentions for approaching me is not a good thing but his offer of help is not bad for me to reconsider.

Should I ask for a little hands from him? But I'm sure he will ask something in return.

But..

If he can help me to get Helen back, I don't mind the consequences of the agreement.

Ringg Ring

My phone ringing show a call from an unknown number on the screen. I was hesitating to pick it up but I somehow did answer the call.

"Hello."

"Hello, Mr Lee."

Korean..?

Wait this voice-

"Mr Beldever?"

I can hear kind like a whistling sound or giggling sounds coming from him.

"Since we're both Korean, let's drop the silly American name we had."

"A-ah, s-sure.. Mr Hong."

What's with this friendly conversation.

"So, are you free tonight?"

"Huh? T-tonight?"

"Yeah, I would love to invite you for some simple dinner."

"Dinner?"

"Well, you see. I'm somehow have been thinking about you since our last encounter earlier, I couldn't even focus in the meeting just now with that filthy old man in there."

What's going on? Is he trying to blame me for that?

"So, dinner tonight?" He ask me again.

What's this? Why do I somehow feels like if I refuse I might ended up in a difficult situations.

"S-sure."

"Haha, good. Send me your address, I'll send someone to pick you up at eight."

Before I could even thank him, he already end the call.

Do every rich people always sounds so arrogant?

Di ring ring ding ~

The sounds of the passcode of the front door open meaning someone just unlock the door.

It's seems like James just return from work. I get up from my bed and step out of my room to see James.

"I bought some beef for dinner, you good with beef curry right?"