Mr. Park, CEO || P.Jm [Completed]✔

Chapter 44

"What did you said?" you looked away. No you don't regret loving Jimin, you never can. Loving Jimin was the only finest thing you did, you thought.

Fingers trembling, you were asked to tell a price. The man in front of you is offering you a 'price'. He wants to buy his son from you, his precious son. Are all rich dads the same? All of them wants rich wives and husbands for their children. All of them look for money. Character and kindness are just words.

You smiled as you looked down, what to say? He thinks that you are with his son because he is rich. Does he even know that you don't care about his financial status? you don't care how much money he earns, how much he saves and how much he spends. All you want is his love, his embrace, his attention.

"Leave my son and tell your price Ms. Lee. I am ready to pay the amount you say."

You looked towards him, "You are trying to give me money so I can move away from his life?" you asked, tone plain and steady.

"Yes, tell your price."

"Okay then, give me the price of your son." you said.

The man smirked, he pursed his lips. He wanted to hear the same, he knew his son who was sitting in his cabin was listening to the conversation, he knew Jimin will realise what he was trying to say earlier. He proved his statement, he proved it...!

You saw he called someone and then looked at you. He was indeed satisfied with your words.

On the other hand, Jimin curled his fist, he was listening to the conversation. His dad told him to remain as a mere listener. He licked his lips, he knew what his dad might be thinking, he know his dad very well but on the top of that, he knows you inside out. There is something else going on in your mind. Now he just waited for your next move. He placed his elbows on the glass top.

"Here.." he gestured his secretary to place the cheque in front of you and leave. You gazed at it, feeling disgusted. "Your cheque."

You looked at it before taking the cheque in your hand.

"So this is the price of your son?" he nodded and you looked at it.

8 fcking million dollars?

That's it?

"8 million dollars is the price you evaluated for your son?"

"Why? Is that less?" he asked.

"Yes, too less."

The man in front of you rolled his eyes and then his chair to his side. "I see... So what's your price then?" he asked curiously.

You stood up from your chair, the cheque still in your hand. You took few steps.

"Sir, now I am rich isn't it?" you showed him the cheque.

"Yes, you are. I can offer you some more if you want."

"I am rich enough to buy anything then." you puckered your lips as you looked towards the cheque. You walked towards him and placed the paper on his table in front of him.

"Here.."

The male was curious as he just looked at it.

"I want to buy your son. Take this money."

"What?" he stood erect as he looked at you straight. "What do you mean?"

"You said this is the price of your son isn't it? So here is my money, I want to buy Jimin. In fact, I want to marry him."