Jadyn POV

My father put out a cigarette as he lit another. He kept walking back and forth; he was totally overwhelmed with what was on the table: Yunho's eye.

Changmin was totally pale and couldn’t saying a word. He just stared at the windows of the room where the meeting was improvised.

—Why didn’t you tell me anything? You're my daughter —my father said reproachfully at me.

I was leaning against the wall. I couldn’t get close. My mind was far away, with Jessica. And that Taeyeon was there with us didn’t help to reassure me, because Jessica had no one who could protect her.

—Don’t be mad, Dad. Right now I have one of the most important persons in my life on custody of the Jung. Only God knows what they will be doing to her, so don’t lecture me, because I could not now lend you the attention that you certainly deserve —I said crestfallen.

My father snorted and Changmin got up from the chair rubbing his forehead.

—Do you think it doesn’t matter to me? All that is important to you is important to me. Also, I have the same thirst for revenge as you, but you should have explained everything to me. If you had, Yunho wouldn’t be dead —said my father.

Those words came into my chest like blades. He wasn’t blaming me, but his way made ​​me feel guilty. For a moment I felt that I had killed Yunho.

—If she would had told you something, many in this room would have keep him company. Surely, me first — interrupted Taeyeon before Changmin turn around,enraged.

—Enough! I would go to the Jung mansion and kill them all! —he cried with a bang on the table.

—I agree. If we appear now, we can caught them off guard  and we can get rid of them —said my second sister Victoria.

My other sister, Boa, shook her head in disbelief. She didn’t liked doing things on the rough way. She preferred the calm and wait for everything to arrive in a good time and in the correct order.

—Surely, they would not be in the mansion —Taeyeon murmured, looking at me from the corner of her eye. She closed her eyes and clenched her jaw. As if she was feeling the pain I felt.

—Why the hell they dare to challenge us? Don’t they realize that all they have achieved is thanks to us? We can snatch it when we want —Yuri said.

—You're right, but power makes you want more power. It doesn’t seem to be enough for them. We know what their intentions are. They don’t only want Seoul but also Korea. And if they have to eliminate us, they will —Minshik my grandfather said coldly.

—No, if we do it before them —added Victoria—. Seoul already has an owner, they will not overcome us so easily.

Boa kept staring at me. I knew I owed ​​her an explanation after hacking the database of The Plaza.

—Not doubt, but we must draw a very comprehensive plan. I remind you that the elections are tomorrow and Dongsun will rise to power —my father murmured, almost to himself.

—Well, I think before planning anything, Jadyn should explain everything she knows. No, sister? —Boa said accusing me with her eyes—. Last night she telephoned me to hack the database of The Plaza.

I lowered my gaze and sighed. I had to give them another story that they would like at all.

—The hotel? —asked my grandfather.

—Exactly. Apparently, our beloved Sandara is Minho’s mistress —ended Boa

All except my cousin and friends gasped I had explained it to them before we went to the cemetery.

Minshik rose slowly. As if by that he could control himself. Everyone was silent.

—My son is dead because of that woman? —The silence was more deafening after hearing the wounded voice of my grandfather—. I want to end this. I want to see how this woman vomits her own guts. I want her to beg me to kill her and then burn in hell.

My grandfather ended staring at me and gave me permission to explain what I knew.

—Yunho, on his deathbed,  gave Jessica a USB. —I grabbed air while all eyes were on me mindful. My grandfather began to calm down. I knew by the way he looked at me. He liked that I had the control—. In it, is everything, from what we know and what we don’t.

Changmin frowned.

—What we don’t know? —asked my uncle.

Taeyeon had told them of London and the dealings with Fabrizio Caruso, but the hardest part was me.

—Yunho had a child with a women named Minji Park. The child was born and died the same day, April 13, 1993. —My father looked away and walked to the window. The others were making efforts to don’t open their eyes even more and maintain composure. They didn’t believe me; Yunho had no children and no one knew that he ever had, even if it was an extramarital affair. I continued—: The strangest thing is that the newborn disappeared and Yunho couldn’t do the autopsy he wanted. The report noted that the causes of death were unknown.

They again made ​​eternal silence for a few minutes. Nobody came out of amazement. Yunho had fathered with a woman who nobody knew and even had said? I turned to my father, he noticed but didn’t dare to face me. Does he knew Minji?     

Jessica POV

—I'd like to know what you saw in her —Donghae said, disgusted, still watching the road.

The smell of pine dresser was stirring my stomach and I had a severe headache. My body was completely bruised and I felt the swelling on my cheek. I wanted to open the window, but that stopped me.

—Come on, you can tell me. —He was trying to sound a bit more playful. He expected me to answer.

—She's much better than you.

Donghae gave a sly smile and slowly stopped the car outside my house. Hours earlier, Jadyn expected me at the end of this street and now I was thinking if I alienate her forever. I didn’t know how she was, how did she had that wound. When she got out of the car she didn’t seem hurt, but I was sure she had pretended so I wouldn’t have to worry. Jadyn was a very good liar.

—That you don’t know... You haven’t