Warning : Sensitive topics about rape and abuse will be mentioned in detail in this chapter. Clear steer of this chapter if you are easily triggered by these topics.
Chan's dad happily counted the money in front of him multiple times not believing that someone actually wanted his trash of a son that much.
" He's finally worth something aint he? 3 mill for just a few days with that slut?" the man chuckled to himself happily until it was interrupted by the sound of his cellphone ringing.
A small smirk graced his face as he saw the id and answered the phone smugly.
" Wouldn't think I would get a call from you, my grace."
" I would like it if you would keep you ugly comments to yourself, Jinyoung." a gruff voice of an older man sounded over the phone making him tense up in excitement.
" Of course father in law. What could have made you call me at such random time? You couldn't have missed me have you?" the man smirked as he can feel the old man's annoyance through the phone.
" I loathe talking to a man of your type but if it wasn't for your damn father and wife I would have you sitting in a jail cell by now." the man growled.
" Oh ho such harsh words from a man who is gonna be burning in hell right next to me. Cut to the case old man... what did you call me for?" Jinyoung sat back in his seat.
" I will happily watch you burn right along with me bastard. Anyways, I hope you know words spread pretty fast"
" I hope you know words fly fast too, Min." the man sighed at the man's cheeky attitude.
" If you want the whole world to know that you're a sick fuck that sells his son then I would like for you to disconnect yourself from this family completely." the man voice became lower. Jinyong smirked to himself at the man's weakness: his reputation.
" Sounds pretty funny from someone like you but don't worry about it."
" What is that supposed to mean, Jinyoung?" the man once again growled making the younger laugh at his attempts to scare him.
" From a man who owns many of those businesses himself and at some point has had a young boy disguised as your son but was really your toy sounds pretty ironic , doesn't it? Also, you're not so quiet about looking for that same boy either. You must miss having that young ass don't you?"
" Shut your fucking mouth. How did you even know about that?"
" Like you said words gets around. You haven't capture him yet? " said playfully making the man groan.
" That's none of your business." the man mumbled.
"It's funny I actually look up to you, Min. You're amazing at what you do and I can't help but to admire your work."
" i swear to go-"
" But listen here you old prune bag. You might be the one in power but don't forget I hold your pweeny little power in the palms of my hands. How would your precious daughter think of her father once she learns that he own multiple brothels across this country and had a boy that was almost the same age as her son as his sex slave? Ooh how would the country feel about the best medical doctor in the country is a sick pedophile? Oh oh even worse he stole his best friend's business by killing him off after marrying his daughter to his friend's son?" venom spilled through his words as he cut the man quickly. The man sighed in response.
" All that I am asking from you is to keep your money grabbing hands a little bit more secretive! I don't care about this stupid drama you're trying to write but trust me no one will believe a sick fucker in a jail cell against a well respected doctor. You may have your stories but i have my money and reputation to back me. What do you have? Trickled money from your poor wife and your ugly reputation as a club rat. They will drag you down into the dutches so don't fuck with me, Jinyoung." Jinyong laughed sadly at the man's bitter rebuttal as reality settled in.
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