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He had sent a text message but there was no reply.

He knew without a doubt that she was angry, and it wasn’t because he had missed her calls or her text messages, but rather because she had found out about the meeting. He knew this, because her text messages had asked why he kept it a secret from her.

Dan-Han sighed as he dialed her number one more time but there was still no response.

He put the phone aside and buzzed Chang-wok.

“Sir,” Chang-wok bowed the moment he stepped into the office.

“Did she call you?” Dan-Han outrightly asked, and Chang-wok nodded.

.....

Dan-Han frowned. “And what did you say?” His eyes keenly observed Chang-wok as he briefly hesitated before giving his answer.

“I told her you were busy in a meeting.”

“And?” Dan-Han probed. He arched a brow at him.

Chang-wok vigorously shook his head. “Nothing else, sir. That was all.” He convincingly replied, but Dan-Han furrowed his brows at him.

“Are you sure?” He suspiciously inquired, and Chang-wok nodded.

“Yes, sir.”

Dan-Han silently stared at him for a while before dismissing him.

He sighed as he picked up his phone to dial her number one more time, but there was still no answer.

“Damn you, Eun-sun.” He hissed under his breath under his breath and glared at the phone.

He looked at the time as he considered the possibility of flying over, but he discarded it. He couldn’t leave at the moment, not because of the meeting, but because there were a lot of things going on at the company that needed his attention.

He had been away for so long and had left so many things unattended to.

He sighed as he peeked at the phone one more time. He picked it up and sent her another message, or rather an apology.

Dan-Han had been hopeful Eun-sun would come around after seeing the countless messages and mails he had left her, but he has been surprised when even after two days she still hasn’t answered his calls or replied to his message, and the silent treatment had him angry and scared.

“Where is it?” Dan-Han sternly asked the moment Chang-wok tip-toed into his office.

“President Lee, I...I can’t find it.” Chang-wok stammered with trepidation. He gulped and took a step back when Dan-Han raised his gloomy eyes to him.

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Dan-Han drawled, his darkened eyes sending cold chills down Chang-wok’s spine.

“Sir...I,” He stuttered, completely unable to find the words to say. He had lost an important file which Dan-Han needed to sign before the shareholders meeting began.

Chang-wok didn’t know if it was the meeting that put his boss in a dark mood, or the fact that miss Eun-sun was still ignoring his calls, as he had repeatedly asked if she had called again. He believed it had more to do with the latter, as he had once seen him in this mood before and it had been because of the miss.

Chang-wok had been working on egg shells and so was everyone else in the company.

“I’m going to sack the whole of that department and you if I don’t have the file on my desk after the meeting!” He seethed and Chang-wok nodded and hastened towards the door.

“Wait.” Dan-Han said and Chang-wok froze. He slowly and anxiously turned around as he pondered on what next he was about to be scolded for.

“Are they coming in already?” Dan-Han asked, referring to the shareholders.

Chang-wok nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“What about her?” Dan-Han questioned.

“Not yet sir.” Chang-wok replied, knowing who he was asking about. He gulped when Dan-Han’s already darkened eyes turned macabre.

“Leave.” He dismissed and Chang-wok hastened out of the room.

Dan-Han scowled as he looked at her face on the wall paper of his phone. ‘If this was what she wanted, then fine! She could do what the hell she wants.’

Dan-Han started for the conference room when Chang-wok informed him about his father’s arrival. There were still some people missing and among those was Ki-Jun, who Dan-Han was certain would be attending, Eun-sun and the star of the day, Lee Ji-Tae.

“You must be nervous.” Father Lee said with a teasing smile the moment Dan-Han took a by his side.

Dan-Han tried not to glare at him. “I don’t get nervous.”

Father Lee nodded in understanding, but Dan-Han could see the amusement in his eyes.

“We can drop through all these if you just do as I say.”

Dan-Han peered at him with hardened eyes. “There’ll be no need. We’ve come too far to stop now.” He told him and turned away before the man would say something else.

His eyes shifted to the door as he waited the person that had been putting on an edge in the last two days.

“Where the hell is that punk?” Father Lee snarled when he looked at the clock and realised it was time for the meeting to begin.

Away from there, Ji-Tae lolled back on the back seat of his car with his head tilted upward to prevent blood slipping out of his nose from messing his clothes up.

“Here boss,” his subordinate sitting beside him passed him more tissue papers as the one currently holding his nose was already soaked with blood.

Ji-Tae tossed the old ones to the floor of the car and received the ones handed to him.

“Is it ringing?” He inquired and the man nodded.

“Yes,” He replied, passing up the phone to Ji-Tae who received it.

“Hello,” A voice floated through the phone the call was answered. Ji-Tae listened to it, and he knew it was her.

“Hello,” She called again and Ji-Tae raised the phone to his ears.

“Su A-Yeong,” He called, and A-Yeong stiffened with shock.

Few seconds of silenced elasped till her voice came through the phone again.

“Why are you...how are you calling me?” She shakily asked, desperately trying to calm her frazzled nerves.

“You mean how I got your number?” Ji-Tae chuckled knowing that was what she meant.

“You’re still as naive as ever, A-Yeong. So naive.”

“What do you want?” A-Yeong demanded not willing to listen to his nonsense.

Ji-Tae let go of his nose to confirm if it was still bleeding and indeed it was. He received another tissue and dropped the other to the floor. What a bad day to have a nose bleed, he mused.

He returned his attention back to the phone. “I’m sure you know why I’m calling. I want my daughter back.” He told her, and this time it was A-Yeong who chuckled.

“You must be out of your mind.” She snarled.

“I am?” Ji-Tae asked, amusedly raising a brow and A-Yeong affirmed.

“Yes, you are! You’re out of your freaking mind!” She roared.

Ji-Tae rupt out a short round of laughter which turned to a whooping cough, and he didn’t miss how silent she became at the other end of the phone.

“It seems your smoking is finally getting to you.” A-Yeong hissed and Ji-Tae’s lips twitched.

“It seems you’re still worried about me, little cat.” He smirked.

“I’m not worried about you, you psycho!” A-Yeong vehemently refuted in a way that made Ji-Tae smile even more.

“I still miss you too.” He said, as he signalled for a ciagrette stick which his subordinate reluctantly passed over to him. “But back to my daughter, I want my child back. Don’t let me come to you for her. I want you to drop her where you took her. Do you hear me?”

“No, I did not!” A-Yeong fired at him. “You must be sick, Ji-Tae. You want to take her back, but you want you want to keep her in an orphanage? Are you mad?!”

“Am I?” Ji-Tae calmly asked.

“You are, you brute!” A-Yeong confirmed and he chucked amusedly.

“Yet, you let me fuck you over and over. You must be the insane one.”

“You’re demented, Ji-Tae.” A-Yeong drawled.

“Doesn’t change a thing, baby. All I want is my child. I’m gonna come for her, so if you know what’s good for you, give her back else there’d be no place for you to hide.” He threatened.

“Go to hell, Lee Ji-Tae! Go to hell!” She cussed.

“I’ll fight you for my child! I’ll fight with my last breath. You’re never getting your hands on my child, you beast! She’s no child of yours, you hear me!”

Ji-Tae quietly listened to her as she ranted. He lit up his ciagrette and took a drag of it, which resulted in him coughing.

“If you’re smoking, you’re gonna choke and die.” A-Yeong cursed, but that only got Ji-Tae smiling.

“You’re going to become a widow, sweetheart. And don’t jinx our baby. She still needs her father.”

“We don’t need you.” A-Yeong refuted.

“Say that all you want, but you know the truth. And for that child, I’m giving you two weeks. Bring back my child or I’m going to tear you to pieces.”

“And I say, you’re not getting your hands on her! Now don’t you ever call my line again, you hear me? And go treat that whooping cough of yours or whatever it is before you die.” She hissed and disconnected the call. She was once scared of him, but not anymore.

.....

He has lost his grip on her and her daughter and she was going to fight him with all she had, if he dare comes for her child.

Ji-Tae chuckled after she ended the call. He has to say she surprised him with her tenacious comebacks, but he wasn’t joking when he said he was going to take his daughter from her, because he was.

He only had to see to the end of this meeting today, as well as this silly thing that had mysteriously afflicted him.

“Boss, I think it’s about time you see a doctor. This is getting serious.” His subordinate advised making Ji-Tae look at him.

He sighed and looked away from him to the building in front of him.

He had set a lot of things in motion to get to this today, and today, nothing could go wrong.

He had manipulated his uncle to reschedule the meeting and used Dan-Han’s absence to his favor, by meeting up with some shareholders, and they’ve all given their words, or rather he had coerced them.

His lips curved up as he stubbed out the ciagrette. He checked his nose one more time and it had stopped bleeding.

He looked at the man beside him. “Bring Kwon-Nara. It’s time she puts herself to good use.” He ordered before stepping out of the car.

If something unexpected happened in there, then Dan-Han would have to go down with him.