“Get up now, we’re going somewhere.” His dad nodded at him as he was sitting beside his mom inside the hospital. “No. I’m not leaving my mom here without her waking up.” “There are professionals in here, nothing would go wrong.” Woohyun was about to speak up again but held it in. *Umma, I’m just going somewhere, be strong, okay?*

Woohyun and his father then got on the limousine and headed to who knows where, Woohyun didn’t dare ask.

After some moments, the car stopped at a clothing store, not just any typical clothing store but a high class one. Woohyun wasn’t still use to this and hesitated to enter but he has to do it all.

He was start struck at how many racks of coats and tuxedos are there that would probably cost a hundred thousand or million won.

“Feel free. Go and grab everything you like. No limit. If you want it all, I’ll buy everything.” His dad motioned him to go and look for something he likes but he stood in the middle, not wanting to move an inch. “Aigoo…” His dad sighed and called for one of the ladies in the boutique. “From now on, you’ll be his Fashion Manager. Go and grab everything you think will suit him.” “N..ne..” She bowed and started scavenging through the clothes.

“But…I don’t need this clothes..” “Yes you do. From now on, all your clothes will be like this. Remember, you’re my son, the son of the owner of one of the biggest company here in Korea and you are to inherit it. You must always look presentable.”

“Sajangnim, is this okay?” The girl raised a tuxedo. “What do you think Woohyun?” His dad asked him. Woohyun closed his eyes for some moment and inhaled deep. *Woohyun, you’re the son of a stupid rich man, you are a son of a billionaire, you must be presentable, you have to do this not for you, but for your mom and Miyeon. You can do this.* He repeated through his mind and opened his eyes. “Araso. I’ll pick whatever I want in here, but don’t blame me if you go bankrupt.” “I won’t.” His dad smirked and sat down to wait for him.

Dozens of paper bags were loaded into the trunk and Woohyun also changed into one of the tuxedos as his father told him they’re going into some important meeting. He also has his hair done from a near expensive salon as ordered by his father.

“There, you now really look like my son.” His father nodded in favor. Woohyun just ignored him and hop into the limousine first followed by his dad.

“To our branch in Incheon.” He ordered the driver and the car took off.