Undercover CEO

Chap#4

'Ah! Master.'

Greil released the door knob. On the mouth of the staircase stood Jeonghan in the same outfit Joshua saw him this morning.

'Greil, I'm going outside to Minghao's place a work just came up. I want my dinner ready at the table as I come home,okay?', Jeonghan said as he placed a bucket hat on top the the streaks of his silver hair. 'And Joshua rest a bit for today, tomorrow can be hectic for you.'

'Yes, Jeonghan.'

Jeonghan smiled at them and walked out of the door.

Why he is always so happy!?

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'So where's the suspect?', Jeonghan asked as he wore his gloves and took a lash in his hand.

'You sure about that?', Minghao asked

Minghao is an agent in the special branch of the agency. Jeonghan, the undercover CEO of the agency was standing infront of a cellar door situated at the basement of Minghao's duplex house.

'Seriously, Minghao, you asking this right now? I thought I heard you saying that you'll be responsible for further circumstances', Jeonghan said as he shot a sharp gaze at his junior.

'Hmm.'

Jeonghan, loosening his tie and fixing his hair into a ponytail walked inside; inside through the rust-covered cellar door.

A man with a blindfold and a gag on his mouth was tied tightly on a steel bar in the middle of the dark cellar room. Jeonghan walked upto the the man, removing the gag and blindfold he asked,' So...start talking at once.'

The Jeonghan who was bright and lively this morning,now had a coldness reflected on his face---his eyes were narrower and his lips suddenly trembled with rage.

The man looked calmly up at Jeonghan and said in a normal tone,'I didn't do anything, please believe me.'

'Soonkyung, it is. Yes. So I am asking you again to start talking.'

'I didn't do anything why- Aaaahhh!'

Minghao's POV:

I was walking upstairs to the drawing room when I heard the whipping of the lash.

Jeonghan really is something...no wonder he's the MASTER of us...

'UFF! I am sick of this! Minghao why do you let him-', Junhui said as I approached him on the tea table placed in the drawing room.

'It's because he's the only one who can get people to talk', I said as I sat down facing him.

'Negatively most of the time, to be detailed.'

I smiled.