-Disclaimer-

I do not own The Heirs or any of the appearing characters from the show! All rights belong to their respective owners. I only own my own created characters and firms! If any names used (except those from the show) resemble those of others, it is by pure coincidence – really! Now that this is out of the way: Enjoy the story and please leave a comment at the end –I’d greatly appreciate it! Also I’d like to apologize for not updating in such a long time, but I recently started to go to university and there were just too many things to work on :/ I hope that I’ll find some new inspiration to continue with this story XD ^^

A few days later

“Young-Do, when were you going to tell me about your achievements?!”, his father demanded as soon as he burst through the doors of Young-Do’s hotel room. Young-Do usually spent his free time at his own apartment – far away from the hotel and where his father didn’t have access to – but there was a rule that every month one of them had to spend a few days at one of the hotels. While Young-Do had hated this rule years before, he now appreciated it and saw it as his chance to make useful connections with people staying at their hotels.

“Only after I possibly spent some more private time with her? After I clearly told her all the atrocities about you? Don’t want her to have a too good impression of you – you might try to go and seduce her”, Young-Do answered with a smirk and received a hard punch into his stomach. He knew it was coming, but didn’t do anything to stop his father – he’d only want to hit him more.

“Learn some respect!”, his father snapped angrily, balling his hands into fists. Young-Do’s father made himself comfortable on the couch of the living room, opening the buttons of his blazer. “So, how does she look like? Aren’t you going to show any pictures of her?”

“You know that’s not possible. Even if I had pictures of her, I wouldn’t be showing them as I signed a contract with her.”

“Oh please! I’m your father AND her soon-to-be father-in-law! I should at least know what she looks like!”, his father protested, while cleaning his glasses. “But fine, have it your way! When will we meet her?”

“We? What are you talking about?”, Young-Do demanded with raised eyebrows. 

“I was talking about my future wife and I”, his father answered simply, grinning in Young-Do’s direction.

Young-Do felt once again pure disgust for his own father. After all these years, after so many failed engagements and marriages – his father still didn’t realize that it would not work. Young-Do was tired of his father’s antics. He was tired of seeing women come and go. Young-Do couldn’t help but to think that at least none of the women had gotten pregnant – until now. 

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“Sunny!”, Liam exclaimed joyfully once he had closed the door of her office and held up a bottle of some pricy champagne. “Let’s celebrate!”

“Celebrate?”, Cha Eun-Sang demanded with raised eyebrows, quickly checking the time on her computer. “It’s one o’clock, Liam!”

“So? Somewhere on earth it’s now five or six in the evening – that’s quite a good time to celebrate!”

“But celebrate what?”, she demanded rather irritated, she did not like to have to wait for answers.

“Hello?! We’re celebrating that you’re officially off the market AND that you were able to catch a real good-looking man!”

“First of all, why is this a cause for celebrating? Second, you make it sound like I just bought Young-Do at the fish market or any other market! Third, yeah he is good-looking”, Eun-Sang answered her friend and had to giggle like in the old days. In the days where her only concern was school and boys. 

“Aw! Look at you! You’re so in love it’s just too cute!”

“Wow. NO. I’m not in love”, Eun-Sang tried to vehemently protest. Liam had one major default – he’s always going completely overboard. She wasn’t in love with Young-Do. Sure, she had liked him for nearly the past decade. Sure, she had often wished that she had chosen him instead of Kim Tan, but that didn’t make her ‘in love’, right? But what if…no…could she be?

“You’re rambling in your head again”, Liam commented, effectively brining her back to the ‘real’ world. He had to admit that this trait of hers was rather endearing – and absolutely contagious as he realized that he too was rambling in his head. “Anyway, I’ll be now as polite enough to ignore your comment about not loving him  - ‘cause that’s just a big fat lie. So – about celebrating…let’s open that bottle first and celebrate once for good. But of course if getting engaged isn’t good enough to party, what about the fact that Jeguk Group just lost a big bunch of money, because they tried and failed to bribe a government official?”

“What?!”, Eun-Sang exclaimed and nearly jumped out of her chair. “How come it’s not in the news?”, Eun-Sang demanded after checking out the major news websites.

“Oh, because both parties agreed not to reveal anything – which is good for us as well. However, I might’ve gotten the information from a confidential source…”, Liam answered, trying to tell it in a mysterious way – however, his smirk was a big giveaway. Eun-Sang couldn’t help but to roll her eyes at her friend.

“Liam, seriously? I know you’re sleeping with that ‘government official’ and I told you several times that you shouldn’t use THAT handshake when you’re out with him!” What Eun-Sang meant with that handshake, is the handshake that looks suspicious. The handshake that makes the third (observing) party believe that you have something in your hands when you shake the other’s hand – to secretly give him money or…other things.

“But you told me to do it, so that your photographer could take that picture and send it anonymously to Kim Tan’s private investigator!”, Liam exclaimed angrily, putting that bottle of champagne on Eun-Sang’s desk.

“I know, Liam. We really needed that picture as a bait for Jeguk – I knew that he would try and bribe that guy to get more benefits for Jeguk. But what I’m