CH 64.1
Even If It's Not Love
Drip, drip.
The liquor flowed through the table and fell to the floor.
âYou must have forgotten what happened to the bastards who talked without proof. Even though you have a good head.â
âI received a report that Chairman Lee refused the offer.â
Executive Director Kimâs body stiffened as he suddenly mentioned Chairman Lee.
âHow much did you press him, for that sly weasel to answer so quickly? Why didnât you take it easy? If you had pretended to calculate it, pretended to have more, pretended to be smart, Chairman Lee would have pretended to think about it⦠Isnât Chairman Lee throwing you out before even taking you in because you were so fidgety?â
âYou son of a bitch!â
Executive Director Kim, who stood up from his seat, grabbed the table. The table trembled as if there was an earthquake, but Woo-hyun gently picked up the bottle of liquor, poured it into the glass, and spoke. The yellowish glass was filled with clear liquor. A sweet and bitter smell spread.
âYou were going to pretend to try to recruit me against the Chairman, but the actual calculation was that if I said something that sounded like I was betraying him, you were going to record it and threaten me with it or report it to the Chairman. You were going to report it, apologize for trying to stick to Chairman Lee, and ask for forgiveness. Along with some spiteful excuses. Iâm sure you know the Chairmanâs personality. It is more important to get rid of the guy from his own organization who pointed a knife at him than the bastard who tried to stick to the other side.â
ââ¦â
Woo-hyun lifted the glass and emptied the liquor at once. Putting it down with a thud, Woo-hyun gulped the bitter liquor and pulled a remote control out of his jacket. When he pressed a button, sporadic beeps were heard from everywhere. Woo-hyunâs eyes accurately looked at the wall, under the table, and at Executive Director Kimâs jacket pocket.
âI gave you the benefit of the doubt, but it was as expected. I canât believe you still know how to do these shallow tricks.â
A quiet voice laughed at him.
âThatâs why youâre still in that position.â
ââ¦â
Woo-hyunâs monotonous voice spread quietly. He was sitting and looking up, but it was as if he was looking down at him. Woo-hyun had that kind of gaze, anywhere, anytime. A gaze that said no one was above him. Executive Director Kimâs eyes trembled.
âLook, little brother. You canât say whatever you want with that mouth filled with holes. You donât know how much it is going to tear. Canât you keep your mouth shut and come to your senses? And are you confident youâll be able to crawl out of here unscathed just because you found the wiretap? Hm? Did you think I would have called you here without such a plan?â
âDid you poison the kaoliang liquor?â
Woo-hyun asked, holding up the empty bottle of liquor. Executive Director Kimâs face turned all kinds of colors as he seemed to be asking him if that was all he could think of. In an instant, his body moved over the table.
Kim ran at a terribly fast pace, quickly taking out the knife he had around his waist and pointing it at Woo-hyunâs neck. Unlike him, who was confident it would be unavoidable, Woo-hyun easily stepped back and avoided it. However, Kim also swung his other hand immediately. Another hidden knife cut Woo-hyunâs chest.
Got him!
Woo-hyunâs clothes were torn and blood flowed out. However, his joy was momentary. Something hit his head and Executive Director Kim wavered. The blood running down his head blocked his view.
âFuck.â
When his vision was covered by blood, Executive Director Kim, who cursed, roughly wiped the blood and extended his arm towards Woo-hyun. The fist aimed at his face struck his shoulder. It was a blow that could make him lose his balance due to the impact. The moment he swung his other hand and tried to point it at Woo-hyunâs neck, the world sank down.
After waking up, Executive Director Kim realized that he was on his knees. His head was ringing, and the left side of his face tingled. Only then did he realize that he had been punched on his face and hit on his head with the liquor bottle. He was more confident than anyone else in terms of speed, but he didnât feel Woo-hyunâs movements.
âYou son of a bitch!â
With a sense of defeat and anxiety, Executive Director Kim frowned menacingly and cursed. Meanwhile, blood ran down his head, obscuring his vision.
âI donât want to be told that Iâm cheap by someone who secretly brought a knife.â
Kim suddenly laughed as he wiped the blood around his mouth at Woo-hyunâs teasing words.
âAre you teasing me? Thatâs not like you. Why? Because of Sin Eun-soo?â
Woo-hyun, who was approaching him, stopped.
âThatâs why you should know your place. Itâs your fault your sister became like that. You made that happen. And youâre playing around and dating after making your sister die. Do you think your sister will be able to go peacefully? Ah! Isnât that woman Kim Yi-woonâs sister⦠Fuck. Youâre ridiculous.â
Executive Director Kim laughed as if he had heard something really funny. Amid that, Executive Director Kim, who had bought some time, looked at the door while wiping the blood from his eyes. Someone should surely be coming in after this commotion, but it was strangely quiet.