"CEO Jang... don't ever dump me. I'll follow you even as a ghost!"

A terrifying thing to hear.

Attorney Jo had changed.

From the moment he boarded the private jet, he'd been sending me looks of reverence.

The swagger that used to stomp on sitting prosecutors was gone.

The whole flight over, he never stopped laughing.

Attorney Jo, joking with the flight attendants over wine, was a man I didn't recognize.

He had a wife and a daughter, and yet his eyes had gone all dreamy.

As a man, I understood, but I worried he'd be like this at home too.

Instincts sealed away all these years seemed to have woken up.

Not that his eyes went glazed enough to make you wince.

He knew exactly where the line between desire and reason was.

"This plane is cramped."

"What are you talking about! The jet Gates flies around in is second-rate next to this. Heh heh heh. Buy me a plane someday, seriously."

As long as he never betrayed me, what was one little plane?

It was heartwarming to see Attorney Jo as happy as a kid.

"Is it that good?"

"Heh heh. Do I even need to say it? This is... heaven on earth!"

The plane landed at San Francisco International Airport in California.

A private airfield couldn't do immigration, so we cleared customs and switched planes.

The private jet Bill Gates supposedly flies was modest.

It was like going from a limousine to a compact.

After a short flight, we landed at a private airfield with a sprawling vineyard.

The view out the window was something else.

This really was a place where land went on forever.

Besides the airfield, there were vineyards, a mansion and an ordinary farm with horses running around.

The whole thing had to be at least the size of a township.

"We've arrived."

Whirrrr.

The door opened.

"It was a pleasure to serve you~."

Pleasure, no less.

Two of the blond beauties had come along all the way here.

Emperor-level treatment, the kind I'd only ever heard about.

"Thank you for your hard…