Beauty And A Beast

Chapter 33

Sana

“You wanted to talk to me?” Jihyo asks as we walk down the corridor together. I stop outside my locker to take some books out.

“Yeah. It's about what you want me to do.” I start, shoving some books in my bag.

“What is it? Did you find the place?”

I purse my lips and shake my head. “Well, not exactly. I'm not really sure about this.”

I lock my locker and Jihyo and I make our way to the school gates. “Mark has invited me tonight to some bar slash restaurant to hang out.”

“What, you want me to come with? Has he done anything to you? Do you think he's going to-”

“Woah, woah, Jihyo, chill.” I chuckle and pat her shoulder. “It's just that he said that his dad owns the place. I thought it might lead us somewhere, I don't know.”

“Hm, that's weird.” Jihyo mutters.

“Why? What's weird?”

“Look, we've done lots of research on both Agma and Chou Minjun, hoping to find some similarities.” she explains as we exit the school grounds and make our way to the bus stop. “We never found anything saying that Chou Minjun owns any restaurant or bar or anything real estate related.”

I raise my eyebrows. “Which means?”

Jihyo sighs. “Whatever this restaurant or bar is, he doesn't want people to know he owns it. He could also have bought it illegally.”

“Oh.“

“Yeah. You said you're going there tonight?” Jihyo asks. I nod and she continues, “Good, once you get there, you'll send me your location. I'll be there with some agents from my dad's team so make sure to not blow our cover.”

“Don't worry, I'm not going to ruin your op or whatever you will be doing.” I chuckle. Jihyo waves goodbye at me and turns down another road while I wait at the bus stop.

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“Are you having fun?” Mark almost shouts so that he can be heard through the talking and singing.

“Yes. The place is really nice.” I reply, my voice as loud.

“Why don't you go and sing something?”

I choke on my drink. “Me? Sing? No, I can't.”

“Oh c'mon! Your friend Momo told me you have a pretty good voice!” Mark insists.

“Remember Momo because you won't be seeing her again.” I hiss under my breath.

“What?”

“Nothing, nothing!” I chuckle and raise the glass to my mouth again.

“So?” Mark nods eagerly.

“So what?”

“Are you going to sing?”

I sigh. “Mark, I don't think-”

“Let's go, the next song is yours!” Mark exclaims and pulls me with him, dragging me to the stage where the previous song is slowly coming to an end.

“Okay, which song are you singing?” Mark asks me.

“I didn't even know I'll be singing tonight.” I huff and Mark laughs.

“Alright, how about this one?” he shows me a song on his phone I'm familiar with.

“Okay, I'll sing this one.”