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(Continue of Flashback: Mr. Tuna's Office_)

Mr. Tuna's eyes blazed with anger as he glared at his son.

Mark sat calmly, his expression unreadable.

Mr tuna: "Mark, your careless behavior has shut down our American branch, and now you're not taking this work seriously," Mr. Tuna spat.

Mark sighed, frustration etched on his face.

Mark:"Dad, I don't want to work in your chip company."

Mr. Tuna's voice turned venomous.

Mr tuna:"So, what do you want? To waste your life clubbing and indulging in one-night stands?"

Mark's patience snapped.

Mark :"Dad, you're talking too much. First, bring your company to the top, like Kim Enterprises, then call me to work with you."

Mark stood up and walked away, leaving Mr. Tuna seething.

"I have to do something to bring my company to the top," Mr. Tuna muttered.

A knock at the door broke the silence.

"Come in," Mr. Tuna called.

His personal assistant entered.

Pa: "Sir, here's the file on Mr. Kim's family members."

Mr. Tuna's expression changed from anger to intrigue.

Mr tuna:"Ah, excellent. Leave it on my desk."

The PA placed the file on the desk and retreated.

Mr tuna :"Kim Enterprises thinks they're above me, but I'll show them..."

Mr. Tuna scanned the file, his face twisted in dissatisfaction. He summoned his PA.

"Sir?" the PA asked, entering the room.

Mr tuna:"Why do we only have information on Mr. Kim's wife and business identity?" Mr. Tuna demanded. "Don't they have any children? Where are the details on his mafia operations?"

The PA trembled slightly.

Pa: "S-sir, we couldn't gather more due to tight security... However, we did find out he has a son, but everything about him is hidden."

Mr. Tuna slammed his fist on the desk, frustration boiling over. "Unacceptable!"

He took a deep breath, calculating his next move.

Mr tuna:"Appoint a spy within Kim's household. I want to know everything about his mafia operations."

The PA nodded hastily. "Yes, sir. Right away."

Mr. Tuna's eyes narrowed.

Mr tuna :"I want results, not excuses. Make it happen."

The PA fled the room, eager to escape Mr. Tuna's wrath.

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