Chapter 4 · free to read
The whole room had watched me sell out my boss on a forty-inch screen. There was no lie left big enough to cover this.
The bobby pin in my hair. The one he'd fixed for me in the parking garage. It was never a bobby pin.
One by one, they walked past him. Not to me. Not to Do-yun. Just... away from the man who'd been caught.
He wasn't calling a lawyer. He was calling the one person even Do-yun was afraid of.
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