Doojoon's POV:

I froze behind the wheel of a car parked in the courtyard of the apartment. My eyes were fixed on my fingers that hold the steering wheel tightly.

 "I will compensate ..."

Cynical laughter burst from my lips. Money. They were people who always rely on the money. Focused on the money. Assume that money is everything.

OK.

I'm going to change their thinking.

The knock on the car window beside me made me turn around. The young man came in and sat beside me.

Without preamble, he directs me a large brown envelope. He remained sitting there until I opened the envelope.

"As you requested, I have registered your name and Dongwoon. But, illegally. You have to be careful," he said when I got back to close the envelope.

I grinned a little. "Keeping things is our expertise. Don’t need to worry, Jinyoung. "

Jinyoung immediately excused himself to get out before it stopped and said, "I will immediately remove your data from there, if anything happens."

Dongwoon's POV:

My eyes narrowed as I found him instantly along Hyeong. Large envelopes. Grin. It made me suspicious.

I quickened my pace to the car. Not yet halfway through, Jinyoung out of the car, ran toward another car parked not far from the Hyeong’s car.

I could only turn around when the car Jinyoung in passed me.

"Why is Jinyoung here?" I asked hyeong immediately upon arrival in the car. Hyeong didn’t answer me immediately. He even started the car engine and took us away from there.

He then pointed to the dashboard in front of me. I pulled it out and I had seen a large envelope in it. I opened it and was shocked.

"This ..." I didn’t continue my words.

My tail’s eyes caught Hyeong’s glances. "We'll start tomorrow. Do not flashy. You have to be careful. "

My voice is still stuck in the throat. It was very hard to remove even one letter. I breathed heavily.

I think it is impossible.

It is impossible to ask Hyeong to stop this.

Junhyung's POV:

My cell phone vibrated in my pocket, makes me have to stop myself for a moment. A wide smile swell upon to know who called me this morning. "What’s wrong?"

I could hear him exhaling. "Where are you?"

"Me?" I turned to my right and left. "In my office. Why?"