"Are you okay? Jungkook?" Lisa whispered as they stop dancing. Her hands brushed his cheeks as he look at her. He smiled as he said the words Lisa will never forget.
"After this, you're not allowed to leave my side. Be it snowed, rain, sunshine, or...
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"I thought you were ill," Mr. Jeon sat down on the couch of an expensive office. A good looking man stood up from his chair and sat in front of the young man as he ask for a glass of water "What's this sudden private meeting for me to attend?'
"Tsk, tsk. Jungkook my son, how could you say that to your father?" The man sadly said as he took the water from the man and drank it
Jeon Jungkook raised his eyebrows, not trusting his father's words
"Maybe I should really call mom and ask her to-"
"Wait! Okay, man, I'll tell you!" His father quickly rose to his feet as his hand stop in the middle of grabbing the phone on Jungkook's hand.
Jungkook slyly smiled at his father's panicked face. He put his phone back inside his pocket as he crossed his legs.
"So?"
His father sigh as he pulled a sad face. Jungkook remain emotionless.
"I wanted to retire early so I can spend more time with your mother."
"Is that all?" He said as he grab the glass of water, given by one of the staff. His father opened his mouth but was cut off.
"Young master, may I say something from the madam?" A good looking middle age man proudly stood behind Jungkook.
"Yes George, you may."
George cleared his throat.
"Mr. Carlos, madam IU said "Dad, if you dare lie to kookie and not tell him that he's gonna be an uncle, I will stop talking to you. Period." That's what she said." George said as he switch back to his monotone voice from a high pitched, imitating Jungkook's sister.
Carlos look at between George and his son with an open mouth. Too shock to say anything.
"An uncle huh..." Jungkook mumbled as he finished his cup. He took of his jacket off and hang it on the couch's arm, leaving him in his white shirt and his neck exposed. "Dad, I thought you said you were sick not my noona. You were complaining about how tired you were and how you can't sleep because of work."
Carlos nervously swallowed as a sweat trickled down to his forehead.
"That's why I came back from New York City with the others cause I was planning on giving you a hand, not inherit the business."
"B-but I want to rest already!" Carlos threw his hands up on the air like a child.
Jungkook tiredly sigh as he massaged his temple. He look at his dad, whose busy throwing tantrums, and decided to make the worst decision in his life.
"Alright, fine."
Carlos stopped moving and slowly look at his son with confusion.
"I'll take over the company or whatever you want," Carlos smiled from ear to ear "BUT." Carlos didn't move an inch "You can't tell me anything on what not to do and what to do. You will let me take full control of the company, I'll do things on what I see fit for these company to continue to survive."
