Bab 2: Chapter #2: The Dare Move
{JUNGKOOK'S POINT OF VIEW}
"Dad, I wanted to ask you something for a long time," I asked, not risking my chances of getting a good answer by looking at him eye to eye. But I'm a man, I should man this situation to favor me.
He wiped his mouth with a napkin and breathe out. "Go on."
"Dad, when are you going to launch the new invention? The one that has been claimed to be a huge breakthrough in science and technology?" I asked hesitantly, looking up quickly to look at him and then I looked back down at my bowl.
He looks to the opposite side of the where I was. His brows furrowed for a while, but his facial expression smoothened. He turned his head to face me. "Soon, we should be done with the test trials by tomorrow, the set up for the press presentation the day after tomorrow and then probably a day after that would be the press conference day, where we will showcase the greatest thing the world has ever seen." He looks at me, delight moves around his eyes.
"So, when will you hand the key of the company to Jungkook?" My mom asked, raising an eyebrow. I can't believe she still can be so brave against his wrath.
"As soon as we get done with this press conference mess." He looked down in great thought.
"Then, we'll look to this."
"Yeah, you should just give him the key now, even as an option. Who knows when you can die? I mean, you could just drop dead on the table, or someone could assassinate you during or after the conference. There's no knowing what might happen next."
"I see your point, but may I inform you again of the fact that you, Jeon Hina are the wife of the CEO of Jeon Tech Industries LTD., Mr. Jeon Ji-Woo, who lives in such luxury," He spoke, spreading his arms apart and looked up to our surroundings and pointed, both indirectly and directly, to everything around us. Our dining hall was quite large, unnecessarily large, with a small chandelier in the middle and a weirdly long table, just for 3 people. Well, do we have the luxury? Yes. Unnecessarily expensive things, then yes. Happy living, no.
"Not everywhere," I uttered.
"Well, to think about it a little deeper, then no. Fine, almost everywhere." He said, before turning to mom and giving her a rock-hard face. "Any possible attempt of killing me will be highly unsuccessful. So, assassination, not a chance. Kidnapping, can't even think out it so far."
"Cold-blooded murder, yes. It can be done by anyone, even your own creation." Mom uttered. As not expected, dad's face froze.
The conference is tomorrow and we could've had this talk during the security check today, but why now?
"What do you mean?" He asked, horror written all over his face.
"Just saying that murder can be done by anyone, innocent or guilty, accidental or intentional, anywhere, public or private, alone or with company at any time, now or later, that person's time will have to come." She said, looking at the utensil in her hand.
Something must be up, Dad's not as confident about what he has, Mom's smiling crazily at a butter knife in her hand and I have no idea what's going on.
Since I'm the one with no clue, I changed the topic, "So, when the conference start?"
"At 6:00 P.M. Be there on time." He says, but leans closer and lowers his voice to a whisper, "Be there on time unless you want punishment. I still have an extra experiment left that I saved for you when you matured and I think you will be in a treat tomorrow. It will be the greatest experiment I've created and all I need is a test subject, you." He smirked and patted my back with his arm. "Good luck." He said out loud, straightening his back. I just looked at him wide-eyed, until my mom caught my attention and I face forward to see her.
"Nice to see this bond strengthening, but the table is for the entire family, but if I'm not included, then I guess I could leave." She set down her utensils and got up. "Besides, I have work to do. Oh, I still haven't picked what to wear." She ran off with that thought.
"I guess I could use a rest," I said, looking at him and then at my plate. He really has me scared.
What crooked experiment does he have now?
"I guess you should use the time you have to rest. Tomorrow's a busy day, and your last day," his voice trailed off at the last three words and I got up, and my chair slightly fell back and sat down, slightly shocked his last words. "I meant your lucky day. Take a rest. This'll be your last time to rest. If you lose this opportunity, you lose them all." He grinned, wickedly at me and went off to his room. I just stood there, wide-eyed a little longer.
What was going on?
I walked away from the table and all the way upstairs to my room and into the balcony, for some air.
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