"Gayoon?" Minho implored quizzically, breaking her out of her reverie.
"Huh?" she asked blankly.
"Are you alright, Miss?" Shawn inquired politely.
"I'm fine!" Gayoon lied. "I-I just thought I saw someone familiar but turns out it was nothing."
The two men shrugged and continued their conversation. Gayoon tried to focus on their words but her mind was distracted by an eerie presence which was latching itself to Lee Shawn. She tried to ignore it but there was something very sinister about the spirit. It was not an ordinary one which was merely hanging around, waiting to move on to the next life. This one has no intention of leaving.
Gayoon hated these kinds of spirits the most yet, also empathized with them. This particular lot was usually very brutally murdered and not properly buried. The spirit in question was dark and possibly murderous as it stalked Shawn, waiting for the right opportunity. But if it sensed that Gayoon could feel it, it would come for her and force her to aid it.
The presence was getting colder. Gayoon tried to listen to the two men but she could feel the spirit was coming closer to her. Her hands were shaking as she dug them into a clench. The spirit was probably standing right next to her, closely inspecting her. She tried not to face its way and felt that it was circling her. If she showed any indication that she knew of its existence, it would not let her go.
"I think I'll go and get myself a drink!" Gayoon announced to the men.
Minho frowned but said nothing. "Go ahead," he said and continued to talk about business with Shawn.
Gayoon tried to look as casual as possible, walking towards the bar. Thankfully, the malicious presence was not following her. It was still confused whether she knew of its existence or not and she preferred if it did not find out. How was she going to investigate if there was a ghost stalking her like that?
She made her way to the bar. "One apple martini," she ordered. The bartender obliged and began to prepare her drink. Gayoon was a lousy drinker and did not want to make a fool out of herself at the party.
"Here you go, madam," the bartender said, handing her the drink. Gayoon took and took a sip.
"Shawn's old partner sure did us dirty."
Gayoon froze midway. Kim Joon?
"Yeah," a man was saying to his partner. "That cheating scoundrel scammed us of twenty million dollars! Can you imagine that? Luckily Shawn found out and booted him. Even returned us our money."
"How did he manage to do that?" his partner asked.
"Kim Joon was scamming people for money under the guise of investments," the man explained. "He had several shallow companies which were simply a ploy to hide his tax evasions. He even hired construction companies to build him offices which were basically just dummies and then refused to pay them."
At this point, Gayoon turned towards the two men.
"Excuse me.���
They looked up to see the pretty girl with ugly shoes trying to talk to them.
"If you don't mind me asking," she said tentatively. "This Kim Joon...How long has he been scamming people like this?"
They were looking at her suspiciously so she added, "My partner over there is also investing in Lee Shawn's firm and will build his new office space."
She pointed at Minho who was engaged with his industry colleagues.
"You're here with Hwang Minho," one of the men scoffed. He looked at her from head to toe, judging her.
"Yes," she said curtly, trying not to show her embarrassment at the mismatched outfit she wore. "If you don't mind, could you tell me more about this Kim Joon?"
"He's been scamming a lot of people for money," the man shrugged. "Runs a ponzi scheme to take the money and then pretend that he lost it due to a deal gone bad."
"Weren't there any records?" she inquired. "Or contracts which validated the agreements?"
"There was," the man replied. "But it turned out all the firms involved were fake firms which were registered under his or his family members. They never existed."
"Where is Kim Joon now?"
"Ran away!" the partner chipped in. "As soon as he found out that we were closing on him, he straight up disappeared. Lying bastard! Almost took out money away if Shawn hadn't returned them from his own pocket. Turns out, the asshole robbed people of nearly a hundred million dollars."
"Where did he run off to?"
"God knows!" the man scoffed. "Never heard about him again. He just disappeared! Poof!"
He snapped his fingers to show how Lee Joon went missing. "Never heard about him since," he added.
"How long has he been missing?"
"Around six months, right Sung?"
"Yes," his partner, named Sung, nodded.
"Did his victims get back the money Kim Joon stole?" Gayoon asked.
"Nope,�� the man sighed. "It disappeared with him. We tried to look for it but failed. Shawn compensated us."
Disappeared huh? But Chief Junwan said that Shawn was responsible for the theft and Kim Joon's disappearance. Could it be the other way around? That Shawn was the one scamming people whilst Joon was the one who found out and tried to stop him but was killed in the process of unveiling the truth?
Gayoon was so engrossed in her thoughts that she did not realize the two men had walked away, leaving her alone. She did not care; her mind was busy with what they had said. Was Shawn the culprit? Or was Kim Joon the one really scamming people? Or both?
"This is going to be hard," she muttered. Sighing loudly, she decided to find Minho and tell him of this only to turn around and find herself face to face with a pretty blonde girl in a pink mermaid dress. She was scathingly looking at Gayoon.
"Well well well, look what we have here," she said in a mocking tone. "A peasant trying to look like a princess."
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Jina was happily wiping the surface of the furniture while Kim and the other servants looked nervous at what the young girl was doing. She was covered with soot and her dress was also diary yet, she was not relenting to stop.
"Young miss please!" Kim begged. "Please let us do the cleaning! You shouldn't be doing all this!"
"No!" Jina insisted as she walked over to another piece of furniture and began to scrub it with her rag. "I'll do it!"
Ever since she heard Gayoon's words that day, she had been fervently following it every night. She cleaned the furniture by herself as much as she could until it was time for her bath. And Gayoon was right. The exercise made Jina hungrier than ever but it was oddly satisfying to have dinner after working so hard.
"Young miss, please your father will scold us if he finds out!"
"He comes late so he won't know," Jina yelped happily. It was not like she did a very good job of cleaning around the house but she was improving. Kim and the others could only watch in despair as the little girl kept on wiping the surface. She was adamant on doing it without help and moreover, lately she had been obsessed with police toy sets. She even had Jang buy her a little forensic playkit and was playing detective games online.
I'm gonna become a detective just like Lady Cop! Jina thought gleefully as she cleaned away to her heart's delight.
….
Gayoon was frowning at the woman in front of her. She was looking at Gayoon as if she was dirt. The blonde chick looked in disdain at her from top to down and snickered loudly at her shoes.
"Even the prettiest dress could not hide your shamelessness," the woman commented. Her nose was scrunched up as if she was smelling something nasty. Her attitude was flaring up Gayoon's temper but she kept her calm.
"I don't think I have to give you an explanation for my look," she said sweetly. "I should go."
The blonde woman raised an eyebrow. The skank was giving her, Lim Somin, the cold shoulder?
Gayoon was about to walk away when suddenly, Somin put her foot forward and tripped her.
"Ah!" Gayoon screamed and fell on the floor. Thankfully the dress reached below her knees and did not have cuts otherwise it would have been more embarrassing. The other guests stopped their conversations and turned to stare at the two women.
Lim Somin was staring at Gayoon with a smirk. She had been trying to seduce Hwang Minho for months and now some skanky girl just swoops in with her dirty shoes and takes him away? Somin was not going to let this go.
Minho, who had seen the whole thing, was not stepping forward. He simply stood there, sipping his wine as he waited for Gayoon's reaction.
Gayoon calmly stood up and glared at the woman. "Apologize," she commanded. "Now."
Somin laughed at her words. "For what?" she asked innocently. "You fell on your own, miss…er...what's your name again?���
"Jeon Gayoon," she replied curtly. "Apologize for what you just did."
"But what did I do?" Somin chuckled. "You fell on your own."
Gayoon stepped forward and smirked. "Oh really?" she mocked. "Fine, let's have the CCTV decide."
She held up her arm which was slightly scratched due to the fall. "I received body injuries because I was intentionally tripped over by you. So if we check the CCTV footage and find out that you are the actual culprit, then that means you have assaulted me which led me to receive injuries. Hence, under our country's law, I can sue you."
Somin looked at her for a minute before bursting into tears. "Y-you're accusing me? Me, Lim Somin, of assault?"
Gayoon scoffed as the woman began to wail loudly. The guests were beginning to murmur at Somin's tears.
"The girl should let it go," one of the guests whispered loudly. "That's Lim Somin! Heiress to Aryan Fashions! Her mother would be furious if she found out."
"The slum dweller has no idea whom she dealt with."
"What a loser! She should be kicked out of here!"
"What did Minho even see in her?"
"He rejected Lim Somin for this cow?"
Gayoon brushed off their silly talks. They did not matter to her because she had dealt with far worse types of people. What did matter to her was the apology from Lim Somin and it was clear that she was not going to get one.
"We'll settle this in the police station then," Gayoon declared. "You can cry there all you want."
Somin let out a sharp breath. That bitch dared to mess with her?
She stood up and kept on crying her crocodile tears. "I-I'm sorry!" she sobbed. The way she was crying, it looked as if she was the victim in the whole situation. Gayoon, however, was unaffected.
"It's half hearted but I'll accept it," she shrugged. "Next time, I'll not be so lenient. Doesn't matter who your parents are."
She added the last part with a threat and she meant it. No matter how rich or influential a person was, one they were brought in front of the law, their reputation gets tarnished. As a police officer, she knew very well that the rich people were afraid of being brought down to the precinct even for the simplest statements. It affected their reputation a lot as rumor mills tend to go wild.
Minho watched the whole thing intently. Even if Gayoon did not get the apology she wanted, she did not back down nor lower her pride. The guests were looking at her with disdain and envy but she could not care less, causally flipping her hair as she walked by.
Somin, who was fuming in humiliation, stormed away. The other guests, still murmuring, went back to their conversations. Somin went towards the bar and summoned a waiter. She pulled out a hundred dollar note and handed it to him. She then took out a packet of fine white drugs. It was aphrodisiac which she intended to use to seduce Minho but now it was going to be used for something else. She was going to tell one of the waiters there to mess with that woman who dared to humiliate her.
"Give this drink to her," Somin instructed the waiter as she mixed the powder into the drink. The waiter followed her gaze and saw Gayoon, who was standing all by herself, typing away on her phone.
"Understood?" Somin asked. The waiter nodded and walked off. Somin watched in amusement as the waiter approached Gayoon.
But suddenly, the waiter's path was blocked by a tall figure.
"What a cheap trick," Minho muttered. He had kept an eye on Somin the whole time and his instincts were right. People like her would not let go of an insult easily.
He took the glass and instead walked towards Somin. Placing it in front of her, he commanded, "Drink."
His icy glare made Somin fear for her life. Hwang Minho was not only known for his influence but also for his temper. He was unforgiving and ruthless especially when it came to dealing with unethical schemes.
"Oppa…" Somin cowered.
"Why, you won't take a drink from your beloved oppa?" Minho asked with a cold smile. "I felt really bad for what happened to you. Gayoon was really unfair to you. So accept this drink on my behalf."
He forwarded the glass to her. Somin was sweating profusely. How did she get caught in her own trap?
"Drink up!" Minho said with a smile. It was not a request but an order. Somin was in a fix. If she drank it, she would give herself away and if she did not, then her family would incur Hwang Minho's wrath. Maybe I can just keep it in my mouth and not drink it, she thought.
She nervously took the glass and sipped it, not gulping it down her throat.
"Liked it?" Minho smiled at her. "Drink up! Drink it full. I feel so bad for what happened to you. It's the least I could do."
Somin was mortified. She took more sips but it was impossible to hold it in her mouth. "Drink more," Minho instructed. "Drink it all."
Her eyes were watering as she tried to hold in the drink. Finally, unable to prevent herself from swallowing it, she rushed towards the washroom to throw it out of her mouth. Minho watched coldly as she dashed off. He took out his phone and dialed Jongin's number.
The latter was on a date with his girlfriend. "Oppa, we're hanging out after such a long time!" his girlfriend squealed. "Take a day off tomorrow! For my sake! That man makes you work too much."
"For you my sweetie pie," Jongin squealed back. "I'll do it. Let the money lover survive without me for a day!"
His phone rang up and to his despair, it was his boss. "I'll tell the money lover right away," he said happily. He picked up the phone.
"Hello sir," Jongin answered. "I want to-"
"Annihilate Aryan Fashions by tomorrow," Minho's deadly voice came from the other side. "Make sure they go bankrupt by tomorrow afternoon and surrender their company to us. If not, I'll fire you immediately."
"Y-yes sir!" Jongin exclaimed, standing up like a cadet in salute. "I'll start working on it immediately."
He hung up the phone only to meet the angry glares of his girlfriend who stood up and stormed away. I'm never going to have a love life," Jongin thought in despair.
Minho put the phone back in his pocket. He did not have to worry about anything else. He just acquired a new company which he would, undoubtedly, turn into a profitable venture within days. Who knew he would end up with a bargain deal at this party?
"Looks like the detective has a dime's worth value after all," he smirked as he drank from his glass, carefully observing the woman who was oblivious to what had happened.
Never mess with a money lover xD
Poor Gayoon lol
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