"Where's that son of a bitch? That bastard, I'll— The nerve of him. He must have a death wish—"

Mun-jong Lee swore as he got out of the car.

"Mun-jong."

Do-beom Hwang watched him and frowned.

"This is Seongjungwon. Watch your mouth."

"Does this look like the time for that? Get out of the way, Brother. Hey! Seong-ho Kim. Where's Seong-ho Kim?"

Mun-jong Lee went into Seongjungwon shouting at the top of his lungs.

The door flew open.

Without waiting for a secretary to open it, Mun-jong Lee threw the door of Tak-hyeon Lee's office open himself, and before it was even halfway he was shouting for Seong-ho Kim.

"Is he in here?"

"It seems you can't see me anymore either."

With the door open, there was Tak-hyeon Lee, of course — it was his room.

Only then did Mun-jong Lee see him and come to his senses.

"Father."

"Yes. So you can see me now?"

Mun-jong Lee bowed his head.

Then he raised it slowly, and when he caught sight of Seong-ho Kim sitting beside Tak-hyeon Lee, his eyebrows went up.

"You bastard—"

"Sit down."

Mun-jong Lee was glaring at Seong-ho Kim as though he meant to eat him alive, and it was Tak-hyeon Lee who told him to sit.

Mun-jong Lee had heard it, but he stayed on his feet, breathing hard, looking ready to throw himself at Seong-ho Kim then and there.

Tak-hyeon Lee looked up at him and shouted.

"Sit down! Can't you hear me anymore either?"

Even with his father roaring at him, Mun-jong Lee couldn't get the fury off his face.

But he couldn't bring himself to go at Seong-ho Kim in front of his father, so he pushed the anger down and sat.

"Right. The star of the show is here, so let's finish what we were saying."

Tak-hyeon Lee gave Mun-jong Lee a sidelong look and turned to Seong-ho Kim.

"So? You're telling me you took Byeong-hui Jang away for Ilhyeon's sake?"

"Yes. That's right. Because I judged that otherwise Ilhyeon could be put at risk."

"Ilhyeon at risk… and the reason…