CHAPTER 39: END(PT-1)

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"Yes Sir, how may I help you?"The woman who seemed to be in her late twenties asked, coating every word with sickeningly fake sweetness, while glancing suited men in front.

"We're here to meet Mr. Kwon JiYoung."

She flashed another fake smile, "Do you have an appointment?"

He briefly shook his head.

"I'm afraid, I can't allow you to meet him." She said averting her eyed from them to her desktop, indicating them to leave already. He chuckled, leaning a bit towards her desk, making the girl leaned back on her leather chair, he eyed her name tag, Im Yoona, "I'm afraid, Ms. Im but I'm surely gonna meet him, appointment or not. Let's go Suho."

Her eyes widened as he walked past her desk towards JiYoung's cabin, she hastily stood up, blocking them form entering, spreading her arms, "I'm Sorry Mr.."

"Lay, Hwang Lay."

"Mr. Hwang, you can't meet him." She said sternly,  to her surprise, Lay closed the distance between them, slightly brushing her chest, with the lapels of his coat, heat rise up to her cheeks, and Suho watched their bickering amusingly. She dropped her hands to her front, "You're not getting. If you do this, I might lose my job."

Lay eyed her just for a second and leaned in whispering into her ears, "Well, you can just say I barged in just like that." With that he clicked open the door, pushing her inside. The said man's eyes snapped from his laptop to her shivering secretary and two suited men. He averted his  cold gaze to his secretary, "What the fuck is happening here, Ms. Im?"

"S-Sir, they don't have appointment. I tried to stop them but they still came in." She stuttered clearly avoiding eye contact.

"Ms. Im-"

"Mr. Kwon, maybe you've enough time to waste but we clearly don't have." Lay cut him off, earning hard stare from the older. The said man leaned back smirking, "You're messing with wrong man, kid."

Lay smirked mirroring his expressions, he quickly flashed his ID, "Are you sure, Mr. Kwon?"

Yoona's eyes widened, as she saw his ID from her peripheral view, she was this close to faint, an Intelligence officer, I fucking stopped an intelligence officer.

"Ms. Im you can leave now, I'll take from here." His stern voice made her scurried away from the cabin, not missing a flirtatious wink sent in her direction from Lay.

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"Sir, someone is here to meet you?"

"Mr. Song, you can see that I'm in  the middle of something, ask them to come later." Donghae said, shifting his attention again towards, the woman sitting in front."Yes, Ms. Han, where were we-" He stopped eyeing his new secretary again, "Mr. Song-"

The said man hung his head low, "I'm sorry Sir, but I just can't ask them to come later."

Donghae's eyebrows furrowed, "What the hell-" He couldn't complete his sentence, as suited bodyguards barged in with Secretary Jang followed by the President itself. Donghae and the woman sat, hastily stood up bowing to the President.

Mr. President smiled smugly, hands in to the pocket of his dress pants, as he looked around his cabin, "Nice cabin, Mr. Lee." The said man smiled genuinely trying to hide the anxiety he's having at the sudden visit of Mr. President. His phone rang, and he quickly silenced it.

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