Jiyeon's POV

"Ummaa! Where are you?!" I yelled out as soon as I got inside the house with the other members.

"M-ma'am, she's in her room." one of the maid's told me.

"Komawo."

When we got to the room, I quickly opened the door. "How did he go missing?!"

"We were playing out in the front till I had a business call. I left him for a little bit to answer the call. When I came back, he was gone." umma answered me as she sobbed.

"Is work more important to you than Taehyun?!" I asked. 

I got no response from her. "Tell me, umma!"

*Ring! Ring!*

I flipped my phone open and put the phone on my ear. "Yeobosaeyo!"

"Ah, Jiyeon. It seems like you've heard about the terrible news." a high pitched girl answered.

"Who's this?!"

"I have your precious Taehyun here. In exchange for Taehyun, I need you to bring me $2 millions dollars. If you don't want Taehyun to get hurt, don't speak Jiyeon." 

I kept my mouth shut and kept listening.

"To answer your question, its Yoona. I'll give you 48 hours to give me the 5 million dollars. I'll text you the details soon. Now listen here Jiyeon. If you tell anyone or the police about this and our conversation, Taehyunnie gets hurt. Bye!" 

I flipped my phone shut. 

"Who was that?" Changjo asked me.

"Some idiot who got the wrong number." I lied.

"Let's go back to the dorm guys." I said as I walked to the front door.

"Alright." the members all said.

***

I walked inside our room. I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes. I started thinking about Taehyun's condition.

"Is there something you're not telling me?" someone asked me.

I opened my eyes, it was Changjo.

"Ani, wae?"

"After that phone call with 'some idiot', your emotion changed." he explained.

"I'm gonna go somewhere." I said as I walked out the room.

"There's something you're hiding from me! I know it!" he yelled out.

"Think whatever you want to think!" I yelled back.

I grabbed my car keys and walked to my car.

***

"I'm withdrawing $2 million dollars from my account." I said to one of the bank tellers.

"Please enter your pin number here." he said.

I did as I was told to do. He walked to the back and he was there for a while. He came back with two duffel bags. He handed me the bags.

"Do you need help carrying that to your car?" he asked, flashing me a smile. 

"No thank you. I can manage." 

"Are you single?" he asked as he winked at me.

"No, I'm married." I said as I flashed him a smile.