-.CHAPTER 31.-

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I do not know how certain systems work, this is all fictional don't take this seriously, thanks.

Haesuk looked at the blonde with slight confusion but who was Taehyun to satisfy his curiosity? His questions were left unanswered when Taehyun placed his legs over the table, like a full stop to his words

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Haesuk looked at the blonde with slight confusion but who was Taehyun to satisfy his curiosity? His questions were left unanswered when Taehyun placed his legs over the table, like a full stop to his words.

The shoes blocking the view of his face, he grabbed the wine glass, twirling it in light circular motions. Forming a V shape with his feet, heels put together, staring at the face between the angular space, "Nice shoes, aren't they?" He looked at his shoes with admiration, initiating a quiet, confusing, empty talk. Haesuk breathed in confusion, Taehyun continued the one-sided conversation, the man's participation wasn't necessary at all, "I designed them when I was 16,

talking about minors, I heard you like them very much." The latter sentence seemed to trigger a certain nerve inside Haesuk, his shoulders stiffened, his spine straightened, cough, he shifted uncomfortably in his chair, looking around, trying to fixate his eyes onto something. Too late, Taehyun had already gotten up on his feet, "Oh sir, did I make you nervous?"

There he was, with his typical playful tone— the intent behind that voice was always malicious. Haesuk's skin burned under the corrosive touch, Taehyun clutched tightly onto his shoulder. "I should leave," Haesuk tried to get up from his seat but Taehyun pushed him back onto his seat, forcing a smile, as a warning rather than as a sign of hospitality. 

"Mr Jung, please don't," he smiled yet again, his eyes crinkled together, it seemed genuine but greatly, it wasn't, he had mastered the art of faking it. "I have prepared something for you, thought you might like it." He unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt, in the process of making his next move, he took notice of the smirk that spread across Haesuk's face, he responded in the same way. "Oh, we playing like this?"

The male spread his legs wide, retaining the slut like confidence, if he hadn't disgusted Taehyun before, he surely had now but the blonde keeping his demeanour moved closer. Soon when he was about to be pulled closer, he pointed at the chain dangling down from his neck, strange. A relatively small Pendrive was hanging down instead of a pretty pendant. Oh well-

Taehyun moved behind him, pulling the chain and stabbing the pen drive into the projector, "Jung, this meet was never about the business deal, you might've got it by now, more of media exposure for me. Both of our names will make it onto the front page, not as business partners like you had expected." Taehyun left the sentence incomplete and stood straight when the room suddenly turned dark and the screen in front lit up.

"Enjoy your time here, this will be your last time sitting on a comfortable chair like this," Taehyun looked ahead of him, and read the words off the slide, "Modelling auditions for the locals, no formalities, these auditions were held in remote areas of the countries," three pamphlets were displayed, same format just different designs.

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